Pure silliness. See if you can match the first lines below with their stories (choices below collage).
It was winter. A string of naked light bulbs, from which it seemed all warmth had been drained, illuminated the little depot’s cold, windy platform. Inside, Old Jack raked the cinders together with a piece of cardboard and spread them judiciously over the whitening dome of coals. A spiteful scar crossed his face: an ash-colored and nearly perfect arc that creased his temple at one tip and his cheek at the other.
Running footsteps—light, soft-soled shoes made of curious leathery cloth brought from Ceylon setting the pace; thick flowing boots, two pairs, dark blue and gilt, reflecting the moonlight in blunt gleams and splotches, following a stone’s throw behind. She was tall and slim, and though no longer young, had the strong firm breasts of the dark-haired woman. When he got on the bus, he irritated everyone. Poor Juan!
There were only two Americans stopping at the hotel. As soon as she arrived she went straight to the kitchen to see if the monkey was there. The monkey, named Senator Onesimo Sanchez, had six months and eleven days to go before his death when he found the woman of his life. He held his breath an instant, dug his nails into the palms of his hands, and said quickly: “I’m in love with you.”
G. Verga, “The Wolf”
T. Capote, “A Tree of Night”
J.L. Borges, “The Shape of the Sword”
L. Heker, “The Stolen Party”
M.V. Llosa, “Sunday, Sunday”
L. Valenzuela, “The Censors”
J. Joyce, “Ivy Day in the Committee Room”
F.S. Fitzgerald, “Tarquin of Cheapside”
G. di Lampedusa, “Joy and the Law”
E. Hemingway, “Cat in the Rain”
G.G. Marquez, “Death Constant Beyond Love”
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