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Day 5

pp. 71-87 (through “I shall come to collect the keys. Alberico”)

January 9, 2021 by A Public Space

“Since I have been here she had never made a meat-loaf but I’m sure that if she did make one it wouldn’t fall apart.”
A minor hell is where a person is forever remembered by her failed meat-loaf. Poor Lucrezia. Only Piero so far praises and believes in the meatloaf.

Two months into the novel, Giuseppe and Alberico are proven to be “a couple of real fools” for selling their apartments. The problem, though, is that if they could turn the clock back, they would have made the same, inevitable decisions.

“There’s a reason for everything. A stupid proverb because the things we do often have neither rhyme nor reasons to them.”
Giuseppe belongs to rare species of narcissists who are not afflicted with self-deception.

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