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752299The Private Lifehttps://www.gandhi.com.mx/the-private-life-1/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/589010/5b4a27fa-ca95-4d54-908c-8111a8af3616.jpg?v=6388859556750700004343MXNOtbebookpublishingInStock/Ebooks/<p>Excerpt: "We talked of London, face to face with a great bristling, primeval glacier. The hour and the scene were one of those impressions which make up a little, in Switzerland, for the modern indignity of travelthe promiscuities and vulgarities, the station and the hotel, the gregarious patience, the struggle for a scrappy attention, the reduction to a numbered state. The high valley was pink with the mountain rose, the cool air as fresh as if the world were young. There was a faint flush of afternoon on undiminished snows, and the fraternising tinkle of the unseen cattle came to us with a cropped and sun-warmed odour. The balconied inn stood on the very neck of the sweetest pass in the Oberland, and for a week we had had company and weather. This was felt to be great luck, for one would have made up for the other had either been bad."</p>...748926The Private Life4343https://www.gandhi.com.mx/the-private-life-1/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/589010/5b4a27fa-ca95-4d54-908c-8111a8af3616.jpg?v=638885955675070000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20219783985310449_W3siaWQiOiI1ZTFkYzI0OC1mOTgwLTQyNzgtYmI5NC0yYjU0NzQyZmM3NDQiLCJsaXN0UHJpY2UiOjQzLCJkaXNjb3VudCI6MCwic2VsbGluZ1ByaWNlIjo0MywiaW5jbHVkZXNUYXgiOnRydWUsInByaWNlVHlwZSI6Ildob2xlc2FsZSIsImN1cnJlbmN5IjoiTVhOIiwiZnJvbSI6IjIwMjUtMTAtMDRUMTY6MDA6MDBaIiwicmVnaW9uIjoiTVgiLCJpc1ByZW9yZGVyIjpmYWxzZX1d9783985310449_<p>Excerpt: We talked of London, face to face with a great bristling, primeval glacier. The hour and the scene were one of those impressions which make up a little, in Switzerland, for the modern indignity of travelthe promiscuities and vulgarities, the station and the hotel, the gregarious patience, the struggle for a scrappy attention, the reduction to a numbered state. The high valley was pink with the mountain rose, the cool air as fresh as if the world were young. There was a faint flush of afternoon on undiminished snows, and the fraternising tinkle of the unseen cattle came to us with a cropped and sun-warmed odour. The balconied inn stood on the very neck of the sweetest pass in the Oberland, and for a week we had had company and weather. This was felt to be great luck, for one would have made up for the other had either been bad.</p>...(*_*)9783985310449_<p>Excerpt: "We talked of London, face to face with a great bristling, primeval glacier. The hour and the scene were one of those impressions which make up a little, in Switzerland, for the modern indignity of travelthe promiscuities and vulgarities, the station and the hotel, the gregarious patience, the struggle for a scrappy attention, the reduction to a numbered state. The high valley was pink with the mountain rose, the cool air as fresh as if the world were young. There was a faint flush of afternoon on undiminished snows, and the fraternising tinkle of the unseen cattle came to us with a cropped and sun-warmed odour. The balconied inn stood on the very neck of the sweetest pass in the Oberland, and for a week we had had company and weather. This was felt to be great luck, for one would have made up for the other had either been bad."</p>...9783985310449_Otbebookpublishinglibro_electonico_f95b149b-f4e2-3a37-9c13-2ae2d636b8a7_9783985310449;9783985310449_9783985310449Henry JamesInglésMéxicohttps://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/bookwire_us-epub-4ab49b61-646d-4730-a057-7f0b004a172f.epub2021-03-27T00:00:00+00:00Otbebookpublishing