She was about to cry.
‘Listen, lady, do as I say. Get the papers, and a photograph of Dieter. My way of doing things is actually like a harp player. Very gentle. And I’ve never played castanets in my life.’
Sunday, March 4, 2018
the last book I ever read (Manuel Vázquez Montalbán's The Angst-Ridden Executive, excerpt seven)
She was about to cry.
‘Listen, lady, do as I say. Get the papers, and a photograph of Dieter. My way of doing things is actually like a harp player. Very gentle. And I’ve never played castanets in my life.’
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