{"id":92,"date":"2022-10-17T21:16:52","date_gmt":"2022-10-17T21:16:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.buba.work\/blog\/?p=92"},"modified":"2022-10-17T21:36:43","modified_gmt":"2022-10-17T21:36:43","slug":"five-amulet-bolano-1999","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.buba.work\/blog\/2022\/10\/17\/five-amulet-bolano-1999\/","title":{"rendered":"Five"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\"><p><em>Nothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better. <\/em>But better can sometimes mean worse, if you&#8217;re a woman, if you live on this continent, hit upon unhappily by the Spaniards, inopportunely populated by Asians gone astray.<\/p><cite>Roberto Bola\u00f1o, page 29 \u00abAmulet\u00bb<\/cite><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">That&#8217;s what I thought, shut up in the women&#8217;s bathroom on the fourth<br>floor of the faculty of Philosophy and Literature in September 1968. I thought about those Asians crossing the Bering Strait, I thought about the<br>solitude of America, I thought about how strange it is to emigrate eastward<br>rather than westward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I may be silly and I&#8217;m certainly no expert on the matter, but in these troubled times no one will deny that to migrate eastward is like migrating into the depths of the night. That&#8217;s what I thought, sitting on the floor, with my back against the wall, gazing absently at the spots on the ceiling. Eastward. To where night comes from. <strong>But then I thought: It\u2019s also where the sun comes from.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It all depends on when the pilgrims set out on their march. And then I struck my forehead (or tapped it, because I didn\u2019t have much strength after so many days without food) and I saw Elena walking down an empty street in Colonia Roma, I saw Elena walking eastward, toward the depths of the night, on her own, well dressed, limping; <em>I saw her and I called out, Elena! But no sound at all came out of my mouth.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Nothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better. But better can sometimes mean worse, if you&#8217;re a woman, if you live on this continent, hit upon unhappily by the Spaniards, inopportunely populated by Asians gone astray. Roberto Bola\u00f1o, page 29 \u00abAmulet\u00bb That&#8217;s what I thought, shut up in the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[10,8,3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-92","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-books","category-landscapes","category-life"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.buba.work\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/92","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.buba.work\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.buba.work\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.buba.work\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.buba.work\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=92"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.buba.work\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/92\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":105,"href":"https:\/\/www.buba.work\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/92\/revisions\/105"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.buba.work\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=92"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.buba.work\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=92"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.buba.work\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=92"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}