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UNINA9910462052903321 |
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Autore |
Manea Norman |
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Titolo |
The Black Envelope / / Norman Manea, Patrick Camiller |
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New Haven, CT : , : Yale University Press, , [2012] |
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©2012 |
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ISBN |
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1-280-57130-6 |
9786613600905 |
0-300-18862-5 |
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Descrizione fisica |
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1 online resource (326 p.) |
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Collana |
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Margellos world republic of letters The black envelope |
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Disciplina |
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Soggetti |
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Romanian fiction |
Electronic books. |
Bucharest (Romania) Fiction |
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Lingua di pubblicazione |
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Materiale a stampa |
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Livello bibliografico |
Monografia |
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Note generali |
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Description based upon print version of record. |
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Nota di contenuto |
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Frontmatter -- In the Kiosk Window -- It Was Late Afternoon -- A Violet Sky -- Tolea Had Learned From His Friend and Neighbor Gafton -- A Dark Dilapidated Café -- Chest Out! Head Up -- The Light in the Room -- He Had Been Awake -- Mrs. Venturia Gafton was not very audible, or visible -- Comrade Orest -- Darkened Windows -- Comrade Orest -- Every Wednesday Tolea Set -- Comrade Orest -- Dominic Was Not Dr. Marga's Patient -- Comrade Orest -- The Professor Felt the Burden of Doubt -- No One Answered -- Morning, Afternoon, Shut Up Indoors -- Comrade Orest -- This Time Dominic Was Determined to Put Little Marga in His Place -- The Day Kept to Its Usual Repertoire -- Comrade Orest -- He Dozed Off, Lost Himself -- Ringing. She Has Neither the Strength Nor the Desire to Pick Up the Receiver |
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Sommario/riassunto |
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A splendid, violent spring suddenly grips Bucharest in the 1980s after a brutal winter. Tolea, an eccentric middle-aged intellectual who has been dismissed from his job as a high school teacher on "moral grounds," is investigating his father's death forty years after the fact, and is drawn into a web of suspicion and black humor."Reading 'The Black Envelope,' one might think of the poisonous 'black milk' of Celan's 'Death Fugue' or the claustrophobic air of mounting terror in |
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