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l E Street Cafe 11, is named, helped by the elliptical component of the English language is becoming a haven for weekend . It is tiny, and for that reason, warm, inviting, inspiring. Despite the tight and short, almost non-existent separation between the tables There is no reason to feel short of breath.

I come to read, write paragraphs disinterested, to see people, observe their ways, and without intending to, your eating habits. The photos I took with the phone and go to a new blog that I'm devising a "PHOTOLOG" snapshot Yorkers, a city that is very close to the idea of \u200b\u200bhome, a further confirmation that a response or outcome. Saer explaining why, or pigeon, it does not matter who, at the end of a chapter of The research .

a bigger place, that does not evoke nostalgia, because children did not pass here. A house spreads, which are accepted all our contradictions, aspirations and subtleties not elaborate filters or labels, things that the place we saw the birth not permitted because they are other attributes.

is a major issue for all who are gone and in particular for those who felt uncomfortable, uneasy in a particular adjective. Although it is tiring shedding those tags, maybe even impossible to change its name, is an issue and rational epidermal looms on every page of every book of all those who go beyond writing about it.

Suit in my backpack so I have to read the novel Saer. Reading itself to past to be quite an event: to bring together in one place the minimum to achieve, perhaps because reading away from being transcendent and more a companion skin. I also put True and False by David Mamet, which I read it twice and would be happy to re-offend. The classic book Rivadavia, a practice over recent years, the pen that I borrowed from another coffee and visiting a cable music, notes that only I can hear.

afternoon at an all time high, not objecting to anything. The sun with direct light highway; March 1 as told Dickens. No money but plenty of life.

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Moronic otherness Marks ... by Kindle readers

L or interesting of the virtual era is the speed with which word travels. Previously, the most effective way to bring you a book to a certain speed was that you throw him over the head and if as is now the first one arrives and then announces (beep intruder and addictive) you would have collected more than bumps and bruises and reading which had receded into the background.

The "Red" allows us to purchase almost anything we want. There used to wait for a family to travel to reach us one title. Today, with an average hours used well, checking online bookstores can buy anything and everything indoors. So I bought "Il Cimitero di Praga" by Umberto Eco and the latest Cozarinsky "The third morning." Velocity, then, as an input and an advantage if managed properly.

With the advent of the Kindle and iBooks are no more timeouts. Buy a book and receive it faster than blowing the nose. The bullet train thing happened to a less finished version of the Star Trek teleporter. That is, the distances became differentiated and touch on is something archaic. Furthermore, the notes were always personal matter, like the underscore. No But that also happens to be a thing of the past. We share everything, sometimes even our own partners, and that is becoming the norm and is no longer a rarity. It seems that with the idea that the world became a huge database of people e-books are awarded the right to do with the intimate act and inviolable (unless one gives the book) the statistics underlined .. .

Surprisingly, as delineated Vila-Matas in his latest article in El País, all attention is on "digital advances, the disquieting future of the Internet, the danger of becoming extinct printed texts , but nobody seems to do much to keep talking with normal books before. " is a hot topic, as fashionable as the CD in the eighties and the miniskirt in the sixties (although in reality and Etruscans, Greeks and Romans had made popular.)

Read what it says Andrei Codrescu, from La Petite Claudine page.

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MY KINDLE, SUGAR-COATED CYANIDE

I'm reading a new book I downloaded on my Kindle and I Noticed an Underlined passage. Surely it is a mistake, I think. This is a new book. I do not know about you, but I always hated underlined passages in used books. They derail my private enjoyment.

When somebody offers perception of what's important, something moronic, usually, which is why I always prefer buying books new so I could make my own moronic marks. But moronic or not, it was all between me and my new book.
And this thing on my Kindle is supposed to be new. And then I discovered that the horror doesn't stop with the unwelcomed presence of another reader who's defaced my new book. But it deepens with something called view popular highlights, which will tell you how many morons have underlined before so that not only you do not own the new book you paid for, the entire experience of reading is shattered by the presence of a mob that agitated inside your text like strangers in a train station.
So You Can now add to the ease of downloading an e-book the end of the illusion That it is your book. The end of the privileged relation entre yourself and your book.

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A place ...

d [...] fter many years of absence, his hometown has not produced any emotion because it is now finally an adult, and being an adult means just having come to understand that it is in the native land was born, but in a larger, more neutral, neither friend nor enemy, unknown, no one could call his own and affection but does not stimulate the strangeness, a home that is neither spatial or geographical, or even verbal , but rather, even where these words can still mean something physical, chemical, biological, cosmic, and the invisible and visible, from the fingertips to the starry universe, or what can be known on the unseen and the visible part, and that set that includes even the very brink of the unthinkable, is not really his homeland but his prison herself abandoned and closed from the outside-the that excessive dark wanderings, fiery and icy at the same time, protected not only from the senses, but also emotion, nostalgia and thought. Juan José Saer

- The research

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