This week and probably here on out I will be working solo again. I am continuing to use "Love in the Time of Cholera" for my subject.
“She was able to draw
no conclusions because her husband’s patients, except for mutual friends were
part of his private domain. There were
people without identity, known not by their faces but by their pains, not by
the color of their eyes or the evasions of their hearts but by the size of
their livers, the coating on their tongues, the blood in their urine, the
hallucinations of their feverish nights.”
Love in the Time of Cholera p. 239
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