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    <![CDATA[Blindness]]>
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    <![CDATA[In an unnamed city in an unnamed country, a man sitting in his car waiting for a traffic light to change is suddenly struck blind. But instead of being plunged into darkness, this man sees everything white, as if he &quot;were caught in a mist or had fallen into a milky sea.&quot; A Good Samaritan offers to drive him home (and later steals his car); his wife takes him by taxi to a nearby eye clinic where they are ushered past other patients into the doctor's office. Within a day the man's wife, the taxi driver, the doctor and his patients, and the car thief have all succumbed to blindness.<br/><br/>As the epidemic spreads, the government panics and begins quarantining victims in an abandoned mental asylum--guarded by soldiers with orders to shoot anyone who tries to escape. So begins Portuguese author José Saramago's gripping story of humanity under siege, written with a dearth of paragraphs, limited punctuation, and embedded dialogue minus either quotation marks or attribution. At first this may seem challenging, but the style actually contributes to the narrative's building tension, and to the reader's involvement.<br/><br/>In this community of blind people there is still one set of functioning eyes: the doctor's wife has affected blindness in order to accompany her husband to the asylum. As the number of victims grows and the asylum becomes overcrowded, systems begin to break down: toilets back up, food deliveries become sporadic; there is no medical treatment for the sick and no proper way to bury the dead. Inevitably, social conventions begin to crumble as well, with one group of blind inmates taking control of the dwindling food supply and using it to exploit the others. Through it all, the doctor's wife does her best to protect her little band of blind charges, eventually leading them out of the hospital and back into the horribly changed landscape of the city.<br/><br/><em>Blindness</em> is in many ways a horrific novel, detailing as it does the total breakdown in society that follows upon this most unnatural disaster. Saramago takes his characters to the very edge of humanity and then pushes them over the precipice. His people learn to live in inexpressible filth, they commit acts of both unspeakable violence and amazing generosity that would have been unimaginable to them before the tragedy. The very structure of society itself alters to suit the circumstances as once-civilized, urban dwellers become ragged nomads traveling by touch from building to building in search of food. The devil is in the details, and Saramago has imagined for us in all its devastation a hell where those who went blind in the streets can never find their homes again, where people are reduced to eating chickens raw and packs of dogs roam the excrement-covered sidewalks scavenging from corpses.<br/><br/>And yet in the midst of all this horror Saramago has written passages of unsurpassed beauty. Upon being told she is beautiful by three of her charges, women who have never seen her, &quot;the doctor's wife is reduced to tears because of a personal pronoun, an adverb, a verb, an adjective, mere grammatical categories, mere labels, just like the two women, the others, indefinite pronouns, they too are crying, they embrace the woman of the whole sentence, three graces beneath the falling rain.&quot; In  this one woman Saramago has created an enduring, fully developed character who serves both as the eyes and ears of the reader and as the conscience of the race.  And in <em>Blindness</em> he has written a profound, ultimately transcendent meditation on what it means to be human. <em>--Alix Wilber</em>]]>
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  </authors>  <published>1998</published>
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    <![CDATA[Gospel According to Jesus Christ]]>
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    <![CDATA[&lt;div&gt;This is a skeptic&#8217;s journey into the meaning of God and of human existence. At once an ironic rendering of the life of Christ and a beautiful novel, Saramago&#8217;s tale has sparked intense discussion about the meaning of Christianity and the Church as an institution. Translated by Giovanni Pontiero.<br/>&lt;/div&gt;]]>
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        <name><![CDATA[José Saramago]]></name>
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    <id>1739</id>
        <name><![CDATA[Giovanni Pontiero]]></name>
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  </authors>  <published>1991</published>
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    <![CDATA[The Hour of the Star (New Directions Paperbook)]]>
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  <average_rating>3.97</average_rating>
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    <![CDATA[From the late Brazilian novelist/short-story writer Lispector, the short, unhappy life of a Rio slum girl whose existence is &quot;&quot;duller than plain bread and butter.&quot;&quot; Lyrical, funny, finally quite sad. The mysterious narrator, possibly Lispector's alter ego, is Rodrigo S.M., a man of apparent wealth and leisure, who is telling the story--in a roundabout way, with many pauses and sighing asides--of ... <br/>Mais Macabea, an ugly, sickly girl from a poverty-stricken northeastern province who makes her way to Rio de Janeiro, finds marginal work as a typist with a company that distributes pulley equipment, and shares a squalid room in the red-light district with four other girls. She barely knows she exists: &quot;&quot;I am a typist and a virgin, and I like Coca-Cola,&quot;&quot; she tells herself firmly, but soon she's adrift without an anchor of identity in a world that is utterly beyond her comprehension. She meets a shallow young man named Olympico de Jesus, but drives him crazy with her non sequiturs (&quot;&quot;I love nuts and bolts. How about you?&quot;&quot;), and he finally leaves her for Gloria, a femme fatale who works in her office. Trying to do something positive, Macabea goes to a callous quack of a doctor for a physical--the man tells her she's in the early stages of pulmonary tuberculosis, and prescribes &quot;&quot;Italian spaghetti&quot;&quot; to counter her weight loss before kicking her out of his office. Searching for one last glimmer of hope, Macabea borrows money and goes to see an ex-prostitute fortune-teller named Madame Carlota, who assures her: &quot;&quot;Your life is about to change completely. . . You are about to come in for a great fortune that a foreign gentleman will bring to you in the night.&quot;&quot; Leaving the old charlatan's house, Macabea is struck down and killed by a yellow Mercedes. This is Lispector's last novel (first published in Brazil in the year of her death, 1977) and, all in all, a painful but lovely testimony to her superb talents. <br/>]]>
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        <name><![CDATA[Clarice Lispector]]></name>
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    <average_rating>4.10</average_rating>
    <ratings_count>1628</ratings_count>
    <text_reviews_count>139</text_reviews_count>
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    <id>1739</id>
        <name><![CDATA[Giovanni Pontiero]]></name>
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  </authors>  <published>1977</published>
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        <book>
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    <![CDATA[Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis]]>
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    <![CDATA[The year: 1936. Europe dances while an invidious dictator establishes himself in Portugal. The city: Lisbon-gray, colorless, chimerical. Ricardo Reis, a doctor and poet, has just come home after sixteen years in Brazil. Translated by Giovanni Pontiero.<br/>]]>
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        <name><![CDATA[José Saramago]]></name>
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    <id>1739</id>
        <name><![CDATA[Giovanni Pontiero]]></name>
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  </authors>  <published>1986</published>
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        <book>
  <id type="integer">761351</id>
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    <![CDATA[Family Ties (Texas Pan American Series)]]>
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  <average_rating>4.04</average_rating>
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    <![CDATA[<blockquote>&quot;Reading Clarice Lispector's novels is like listening to a stranger unravel her thoughts and then walk out of the door, leaving behind a strong sense of character but few facts about daily life.You wonder after meeting such a person whether she was real or imagined&#151;and then decide it does not matter.&quot;&#151;Belles Lettres </blockquote> <p> The silent rage that seizes a matriarch whose family is feting her eighty-ninth year.The tangle of emotions felt by a sophisticated young woman toward her elderly mother. An adolescent girl's obsessive fear of being looked at. The &quot;giddying sense of compassion&quot; that a blind man introduces into a young housewife's settled existence. Of such is made the world of Clarice Lispector, the Brazilian writer whose finest work is acknowledged to be her exquisitely crafted short stories. Here, in these thirteen of Lispector's most brilliantly conceived stories, mysterious and unexpected moments of crisis propel characters to self-discovery or keenly felt intuitions about the human condition. Her characters mirror states of mind. Alienated by their unsettling sense of life's absurdity, they seem at times absorbed in their interior lives and in the passions that dominate and usually defeat them.  </p>]]>
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    <id>86098</id>
        <name><![CDATA[Clarice Lispector]]></name>
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    <average_rating>4.10</average_rating>
    <ratings_count>1628</ratings_count>
    <text_reviews_count>139</text_reviews_count>
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    <id>1739</id>
        <name><![CDATA[Giovanni Pontiero]]></name>
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    <average_rating>3.99</average_rating>
    <ratings_count>17135</ratings_count>
    <text_reviews_count>2826</text_reviews_count>
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  </authors>  <published>1973</published>
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        <book>
  <id type="integer">153435</id>
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  <isbn13>9780811211895</isbn13>
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  <title>
    <![CDATA[Foreign Legion: Stories and Chronicles (New Directions Paperbook)]]>
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  <average_rating>4.11</average_rating>
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    <![CDATA[Republication of the late Brazilian writer's 1964 collection of short stories and essays: the fiction is on the whole piercing and inquisitive, but the essays might better have remained in the bottom of the drawer. Like much of Lispector's work, the 13 stories collected here are autobiographical, with the author in the guise of narrator/protagonist.]]>
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    <id>86098</id>
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    <ratings_count>1628</ratings_count>
    <text_reviews_count>139</text_reviews_count>
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    <id>1739</id>
        <name><![CDATA[Giovanni Pontiero]]></name>
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    <average_rating>3.99</average_rating>
    <ratings_count>17135</ratings_count>
    <text_reviews_count>2826</text_reviews_count>
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  </authors>  <published>1986</published>
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        <book>
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  <title>
    <![CDATA[Selected Cronicas (New Directions Paperbook, 834)]]>
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    <![CDATA[<em>Selected Crônicas</em> gathers the newspaper columns  of the Brazilian writer Clarice Lispector. This collection captures  Lispector's gifted voice and supplies a view of Brazil from her  childhood, after her Ukrainian parents emigrated there, until the last  of her columns in 1973. The stories in this volume are colored with  childhood memories and a belief in the redemptive promise of justice.  Brazilian newspapers have a history of intellectual journalism,  although the period during which Lispector wrote these  <em>crônicas</em> was defined by military dictatorship, censorship  of the press, and political repression. It was also a time of rapid  economic growth, and amid these varied pressures, she played the role  of conscience, reminding her readers of unshakeable memories and  unmovable truths. What Lispector had to say could only be conveyed in  a literary manner for the most pragmatic of reasons, but her  delightful stories suggest it was the best means no matter what she  had been permitted.]]>
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    <id>86098</id>
        <name><![CDATA[Clarice Lispector]]></name>
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    <link><![CDATA[http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/86098.Clarice_Lispector]]></link>
    <average_rating>4.10</average_rating>
    <ratings_count>1628</ratings_count>
    <text_reviews_count>139</text_reviews_count>
  </author>
    <author>
    <id>1739</id>
        <name><![CDATA[Giovanni Pontiero]]></name>
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    <average_rating>3.99</average_rating>
    <ratings_count>17135</ratings_count>
    <text_reviews_count>2826</text_reviews_count>
  </author>
  </authors>  <published>1996</published>
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        <book>
  <id type="integer">1143300</id>
  <isbn>1857540190</isbn>
  <isbn13>9781857540192</isbn13>
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  <title>
    <![CDATA[The Red House]]>
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    <![CDATA[A mysterious inn-cum-hospice, &quot;The Red House&quot; recalls the villa in Fellini's &quot;Giulietta e gli spiriti&quot;, inhabited by a gaggle of misfits who lives are blighted by ill luck, failure, rejection, disease and madness. An unidentified woman, beset by memories, tells her story.]]>
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    <id>517135</id>
        <name><![CDATA[Lya Fett Luft]]></name>
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    <link><![CDATA[http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/517135.Lya_Fett_Luft]]></link>
    <average_rating>3.32</average_rating>
    <ratings_count>22</ratings_count>
    <text_reviews_count>1</text_reviews_count>
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    <author>
    <id>1739</id>
        <name><![CDATA[Giovanni Pontiero]]></name>
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    <average_rating>3.99</average_rating>
    <ratings_count>17135</ratings_count>
    <text_reviews_count>2826</text_reviews_count>
  </author>
  </authors>  <published>1994</published>
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        <book>
  <id type="integer">3627495</id>
  <isbn>0080133274</isbn>
  <isbn13>9780080133270</isbn13>
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  <title>
    <![CDATA[An Anthology of Brazilian Modernist Poetry]]>
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