Sweet Death: A Novel
Told with dazzling narrative brilliance and the haunting power of an impassioned soliloquy, an astonishing parable of a woman's obsession of sweets and delicacies is seen. A novel of heartstopping intensity, black humor and passion not easily forgotten.
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Saturday. Major bathing expedition to the neighborhood bathhouse. Sheer
necessity. Because here there's the faucet at the end of the corridor, a furtive
wash-up on the landing very late in the evening when the neighbors should all
be asleep, ...
Always deserted whenever I go there. My father's never around. He's off being
diplomatic somewhere, probably to avoid me. At least I have the good manners to
let them know in advance. As for Mama, she arranges not to do any entertaining ...
There's a Viennese pastry shop I didn't know about. The Student took me there.
The shop window where the cakes are displayed is raised unusually high off the
sidewalk. I passed by many times without noticing it because I'm so short. There ...
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