Why, for you, dear reader! Yes, that's creepy, but it's true!
Seriously, though, this one was okay. It was my favorite Hemingway (and also my last; coincidence?), but that isn't really saying all that much. I was more of a Pilar fan than a Maria fan. I appreciated the ending. It was pretty compelling, and I do love a good story about the consequences of fascism and how violence warps us.
That said, what stood out for me the most was how annoying the Spanish was. There would be something literally like, que caballo! What a horse!, or no me gusta, I don't like it, and you'd think, why put the very easy, Spanish 101 Spanish throughout the story and follow it my an English translation? Is that really what all that French has been in these novels that I just skip because I am too lazy to Babel Fish it? Maybe I haven't been missing anything all these years! Truly, all you need is je detest John Tesh to get by.
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