Hemingway's memories of his life as an unknown writer living in Paris in the twenties are deeply personal, warmly affectionate and full of wit. Looking back not only at his own much younger self, but also at the other writers who shared Paris with him... Zobraziť viac
A Cuba, voila quatre-vingt-quatre jours que le vieux Santiago rentre bredouille de la peche, ses filets désespérément vides. La chance l'a déserté depuis longtemps. A l'aube du quatre-vingt-cinquieme jour, son jeune ami Manolin lui fournit deux... Zobraziť viac
