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Livres numériques Summary of Ernest Hemingway, Patrick Hemingway & Sean Hemingway's A Moveable Feast
Livres numériques Summary of Ernest Hemingway, Patrick Hemingway & Sean Hemingway's A Moveable Feast
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Summary of Ernest Hemingway, Patrick Hemingway & Sean Hemingway's A Moveable Feast
Everest Media
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Éditeur:
Everest Media LLC
Everest Media LLC
Protection:
Filigrane
Filigrane
Année de parution:
2022
2022
ISBN-13:
9781669375234
Description:
Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 The city was sad all year round, but the first cold rains of winter brought everything to a head. The streets were wet and black, and the small shops were closed. There were no more tops to the high white houses, only the wet blackness of the street.
#2 I was writing a story, and I was very excited. I was writing it now, and it was not writing itself. I was tired of rum St. James without thinking about it. Then the story was finished and I was very tired. I read the last paragraph and then looked up. The girl had gone. I was sad.
#3 I would leave Paris and go to a place where the weather would be snowing, which would cover the road and the high hillsides. I would give up the room in the hotel where I wrote, and we would have money to make the trip.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 The city was sad all year round, but the first cold rains of winter brought everything to a head. The streets were wet and black, and the small shops were closed. There were no more tops to the high white houses, only the wet blackness of the street.
#2 I was writing a story, and I was very excited. I was writing it now, and it was not writing itself. I was tired of rum St. James without thinking about it. Then the story was finished and I was very tired. I read the last paragraph and then looked up. The girl had gone. I was sad.
#3 I would leave Paris and go to a place where the weather would be snowing, which would cover the road and the high hillsides. I would give up the room in the hotel where I wrote, and we would have money to make the trip.
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