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De Chileense dichter en schrijver Sergio Badilla Castillo werd geboren in Valparaíso op 30 november 1947. Zie ook mijn blog van 30 november 2008.
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Where is the little marchioness of Avila in all the length and breadth of Spain?
when the fire of the night escapes my hands
and in every corner of this green room, a secret loses its intimate words
because there is nobody with the desire to discover us here, inside
in this hotel in Calle ODonell.
So here we are, my dear Santa Teresa,
with a reality that has driven us crazy for more than a week
and I awake me , and I awake you my marchioness, for telling you
that the city still exists beyond the tired dawn
with its faded petals in this interminable calm.
Madrid winks at us, hiding itself like we
In the autumnal foliage of El Retiro.
the Gate of Alcalá will let us pass like other lovers
before
and behind the Prado museum I will tell you that you are only mine,
regardless the wasps that skilfully move and sting
or the peacocks in the neighbouring botanical garden
shouting their existence.
When the clock heralds the morning the suitcases will compel
departure
and you will accompany me as we turn our backs on the day
to avoid what will come,
you will smile nervously like respectful lady, with a faint tremble
in those my Spanish lips.
We will be happy, dear lady, I will say with a hint of sadness
even in the texture of many dreams,
in the endless happenings in so many other places,
perhaps in another hotel in Calle ODonell.
Sergio Badilla Castillo (Valparaíso, 30 november 1947)
De Amerikaanse toneelschrijver en filmregisseur David Mamet werd geboren op 30 november 1947 in Chicago. Zie ook mijn blog van 30 november 2008.
The Diary of Anne Frank
Peter: Goddamned fucking Nazis.
Anne: You want a potato?
Peter: No, I don't want a potato.
Anne: Take a potato.
Peter: I don't want a fucking potato.
Anne: Go on, take a potato.
Peter: What do I want with a fucking potato?
Anne: We're starving.
Peter: (pause) What the hell, I'll take a potato. (takes potato, eats)
Anne: I kinda like it without salt.
Peter: Salt. That shit'll kill you.
Anne: Okay.
Peter: I'm trying to make light of a fuckin' situation here.
Anne: Okay.
Peter: Like when you spilled milk on that cunt's fur coat.
Anne: That was an accident.
Peter: (Monologue on how there are no accidents)
Anne: Hey, kiss me.
Peter: Why the fuck not?
David Mamet (Chicago, 30 november 1947)
De Amerikaanse schrijver Wil Mara werd geboren op 30 november 1966 in de buurt van Long Beach Island, New Jersey. Zie ook mijn blog van 30 november 2008.
Uit: The Cut
Barry Sturtz finally ran out of patience.
T. J.s numbers for the last two years have been incredible, he said for the third time. No one here can debate that. Last year aloneeighty-seven receptions for eleven hundred and forty-four yards and thirteen touchdowns. The best stats for any tight end in the whole damn league! He pounded his fist on the burnished mahogany table to underscore the last three words.
No ones denying his value, Barry, Palmer responded. We all know hes one of the best at his position. Thirty-six-year-old Chet Palmer had been the Giants general manager for the last three seasons. With his thinning hair, dark suit, and tortoiseshell glasses, he looked more like a corporate accountant.
No, Chet, Sturtz corrected, almost out of breath, he is the best at his position.
Okay, okay, Palmer said, hands up defensively. He didnt have much of a stomach for confrontation. But we have a contract already, and we expect him to honor it. Hes got one year left. After that, well be happy to discuss a renegotiation. The third man in the conference room remained silent, as he had throughout most of the meeting.
Sturtz shook his head. No, were discussing it now. T. J. has put up the best stats of any tight end in the league for the last two seasons, and what has he been getting for it? League minimumthis year hell make less than five hundred grand. Dinkins, meanwhile, will get two point seven million from the Cardinals, Schaefer will get two point one from Denver, and Barone will get one point eight in Miami. T. J. is performing better than all of them.
Barry, Palmer said calmly, as if his greatest concern during this exercise in organizational thievery was to remain civil, we took him in the sixth round. We gave him sixth-round money and a sixth-round contract. He didnt have to take it, but he d
Hes being ripped off! Sturtz screamed. An icy silence followed, during which the ticking of the wall clock became noticeably louder. Palmer seemed a little nervous now, whereas head coach Alan Gray continued to appear unaffected.
Wil Mara (Long Beach Island, 30 november 1966)
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