A young father struggling with a boring dissertation, a trader in the process of bankruptcy, a beautiful girl with moral ground by married lover, a nearly -almost-retired evicted from his wife, a mom tired of feeding their children and need to feed your mind: for all of them, spend crumpled night out can only be healthy. The public library promotes reading club, and here a motley group of characters in search of fun "turns into an unlikely but wonderful community. With extraordinary lightness and humor, Julie Highmore weaves a comedy about men and women passionate about books and characters of guotidiano, where the literary circle becomes a real alternative to group therapy and where everyone's life turns out to be much better than a movie. 
He arrived in a late, bigmouth, quarrelsome age, Barney Panofsky picks up the pen to defend themselves from the charge of murder , and other calumnies equally unfortunate, released by his arch-nemesis Terry McIver. Thus, among four fingers of whiskey and a breath of Monte Cristo, Barney recounts the life happily dissipated and deeply unfair that the Jewish Quarter of Montreal took him in Paris of early fifties and then again in Canada, to turn ideas in youth raked in "sitcom" very popular and so profitable. 
Modern Musketeers in a beat up pickup truck, four friends in crisis maturity embark on an unlikely journey to snatch a little 'time of existence and to reaffirm its desire for rebellion and fun. Solo, twenty-seven oppressed by parents too perfect and the memory of an ex who is about to get married; Blass, fat and clumsy, to lash a search for love, Claudio, Tombeur de femmes who lives only for his friendship, Raul, precipitated S & M fantasies in a quiet family menage twins with dependents. A van second-hand odor of cheese, the four decide to indulge in August by a lion, illusory compensation from everyday life. From Madrid to Valencia from Zaragoza to Madrid again, through a trail of fights, drinking, broken hearts and hasty embrace, strengthen their friendship in a late-late teens. A kaleidoscope of adventures, a novel acid and melancholy that the pace of the best movies. 
The first time I saw Zlatan Ajkun is kidnapped by the swaying of her tresses that "stretch almost touching the ground." Do not know yet that that child will become so central in his life. They grow together in Pristina, in the same house, although he is Serbian and Kosovar her Albanian. Their fathers, and Milos Besor, share a passion for medicine and the poetry of Charles Simic. Their mother, Slavica and Donika, fight over how to make canned peppers and details of some ballads, the common heritage of the peoples of the Balkans. But Kosovo, where for centuries these people have lived in the late nineties bleeds. It is yet another wound to the heart of Europe, the Balkans. Between New Year's Eve fireworks and the shooting of the guerrillas, and Zlatan Ajkun promise eternal love "as just two guys can promise." But history separates them: conscript him, she displaced. Ajkun is found in Switzerland, where Sarah gives birth. Zlatan ends in Italy, where he meets Ines. A tiny girl, with hair that falls on the shoulders. Just as Ajkun. In an alternate installation, the novel follows the lives of the two protagonists, their chase and tap, and perhaps lost. Along the way, tangled in a babel of languages, and Zlatan Ajkun crossing a small crowd of characters in intense, real, with their wealth of stories to follow. 
Why is Maria ended up living in the house of Bonaria Urra, Soren is a mystery that it is hard to understand. The old and the girl walking the streets of the country followed by a trail of malicious comments, yet it is so easy Tzia Bonaria took Mary with him, will make it grow and will make his heir, asking in exchange for the presence and care for when you need it to her. Fourth daughter of his widowed mother, Mary is accustomed to think, her first, as the last. " For this continues to amaze the respect and attention of the country's old seamstress, who offered her a home and a future, but above all let live and do not seem to want anything for him. "Suddenly it was as if it were always like fili'e soul and soul, a less guilty of being a mother and daughter." Yet there is something in this old, dressed in black and in his long silences, there is the mysterious aura that accompanies it, along with the shadow of fear going on in the eye of the encounters. There are nights out that Mary listens but does not understand, and an almost millennial wisdom concerning the things of life and death. What I know is that Mary did not imagine is that Tzia Bonaria Urra sews clothes and comforts the soul, he knows the charms and bills, but when you need to be ready to go homes to bring a merciful death. His is the final dell'accabadora and loving gesture, the last mother. 
