Synesthesia
In one hundred years of solitude
“Before them, surrounded by ferns and palm trees, white and powdery in the silent morning light, was an enormous Spanish galleon”
“It's the smell of the devil”
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“As her whole body exhaled a lugubrious lament and a vague smell of mud”
Synesthesia in One Hundred Years of Solitude
Paola Manzano
Created on January 31, 2023
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Synesthesia
In one hundred years of solitude
“Before them, surrounded by ferns and palm trees, white and powdery in the silent morning light, was an enormous Spanish galleon”
“It's the smell of the devil”
Link
Link
“As her whole body exhaled a lugubrious lament and a vague smell of mud”