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The Wine of Youth by John Fante

hasseltkoffie's review against another edition

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4.0

Then she was gone, running out of the room and down the hall. We heard her rushing down the stairs and the click of the lock in her door. Cristo stared after her.
"She is so beautiful," he said. "More beautiful than my Charleen."
"She loves you."
"For me she do this. Change to blonde. Is wonderful. I am big fool. Twenty years in America, I look for wrong thing. Is not clothes. Is not yellow hair. Is love. Is here." He tapped his heart.
"Tell her that, Christo."

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4.0

Especially good if you grew up in a crazy Catholic family. After a while it gets repetative, though...
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