“On Saturday night, Jos’ Arcadio wrapped a red cloth around his head and left with the gypsies.”
—Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude, translated by Gregory Rabassa, 1970.
“On Saturday night, Jos’ Arcadio wrapped a red cloth around his head and left with the gypsies.”
—Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude, translated by Gregory Rabassa, 1970.