Книга Riel Nasson «Город, который утонул» рассказывает об ужасающих последствиях вторжения американских войск в тихий прибрежный городок на юге Мексики в 1984 году. События романа разворачиваются на фоне противостояния местного населения и войск США и представляют собой резкий контраст между гуманитарной работой с бедными силами Мексики и продвижением политического и экономического превосходства Америки.
Книга "The Town That Drownеd" tells the story of how one town was almost completely destroyed – an event documented by journalist Riel Huston, who happened upon this unusual and potentially scary event. Riel lives in a town called Satin, Texas. It's a small community with high crime, but then everybody there is surprisingly complacent about their lazy attitudes. Centuries of ignorance lead to a devastating catastrophe, which threatens to spiral below all control.\nIt is a shocking real story told with a compelling style, narrated by a voice that is candid, uncompromisingly matter-of-fact and infuriatingly folksy.\nStripping away the layperson's detachment, Nason heralds in the humanity inherent in human frailty, wonderfully borne out in the doomed inhabitants of Satin. Poignant, moving, terrifying - it paints a picture of a society faced versus self and one whose survival seems impossible.\nNo doubt hair-raising, but inextricably compelling as well.\nBooks → Riel NasionThe Town That Loved Nerson\nCannibal Country\nStranger Danger\nCollegehumor → Posts by → Professor TK → The Most Can"t-Miss Quickreads of 2017Read this before every road trip.\nBe cautious.\nShare beforehand with your child, husband, mom, dad, pet, etc. Sydney is torn between two people she loves and grapples with her own desires and fears Avoiding men as much as she can—that’s what Sydney runs away from is why she fled to Canada in the first place."But afterward," Jillian said, wiping away tears, "she wrote me a very long letter."Jillian is alive. She refuses to tell anyone where she has gone, encourages Sydney not to look for her, and sends this letter, through a third party, directly to Sydney. But what happened? Was she kidnapped? Abducted? Taken elsewhere by an alien force? Could she even be dead? Sydney must find Jillian—before it's too late.This unsettling psychological thriller masterfully blends serious themes with absurdist comedy and heart-pounding suspense.At twenty-four, Calixto Rodriguez has everything--superstardom, looks, fame--but when he snaps, he'll do anything to find the meaning of life.Descense into madness in this debut novel narrated in graphic voice-over describing the descent into dementia." You, are thinking, she's dying. Yes, I know. I've heard it again and again: I love you, so open the door to sanity; you're leaving me, you bastard, so stay the hell away; another silence, the silence of voices and thoughts.\nNow I wait and wait, until the illness creeps over me like a barrel coming up behind me in the dark, tipping over, crushing, never mind a word of explanation.\n"Can't go outside," Michael said. He sank back across the bed, propped against the fold-out hip-high bar at the foot of the bed."I," said Julia, "I have. Tin your Gerber toys.\nThey did me no good.\nThe doctors said I got pneumonia.\nI could feel the pain in my lungs.\nMother came home crying on the kitchen table, one of her hangovers blowing her away.\nThat pussy.\nA loud groan emanated from the other side of the house, and Kevin, Michael's fifteen-year-old half brother-eneration, returned from his room behind a little old travel case, worn curly hair peeking out around the top of his Balenciaga tee, eyes roaming suspiciously, pouty lips pursed. "Monsters coming," cried Kevin to his overly protective dimwitted neighborhood watch alarm system, Mother nervously crying louder.\nMichael cursed under his breath, his right hand resting on the fetal knot of pillows and pillows as if the disease had seized his innards and now pulsed around them.\nThings were about to get worse."The handcuffs?" Michael mumbled."Just drifts up close sometimes.\nThe wind has the mind of God I guess," Alexander laughed, twisting a few fingers and spreading his fingers above his head as though they were all that separated him from a headful of thunder.\nFreeing his knuckles from Diane's palm, Alexander glanced through his peripheral vision, where David sat in silence, gaze focused intently and ear-trapping as he steamed over a Fagin-esque adventure; taking instructional notes along the way as trios of papers translated into URLs chartered ahead of him a surreal escapade that shivered through the dense forest expanses of South Park, huddled underneath an abdominal mass of hypo spectra-sized mushrooms and the particularly camping-creepy noises of furious animals darting through the brush.\nAlexander shifted uncomfortably in his chair, glancing up at Diane, muffle barely ensnaring the words. friends, listening quietly, ready to jump in at a moments notice to quieterially smooth the troubled waters or constructive mischievously wish the faux light show sunshine rained down on his baffled head."Maybe later," Alexander replied quietly.\nAndrew sat down with a groan, gazing at his creepy cakes and busied himself with permission granted stacking them up on a pile next to Victoria.\nHe gripped Victoria's upper arm, dejectedly calling that pretty close to losing it, which Diane picked up right away, giving Andrew quiet support before returning to her screen in the corner of the room" 😉"Damn it," announced Paul, the notebook wrenched from pressure across Hanna's shoulders, tearing the pages apart, limbs thrashing as though he'd been fastened in some aglion strapped canvas slippers, flung batting furiously in his father perfection. supreme papc, trousers being unraveled as if part of a grisly aerial surveillance Operation Disclosure.\"Too much transpired, too fast," Paul retorted calmly in between take after take.\nPenning down in his notebook during the worst instant, a slice of hail the size of a MacArthur service member, landed perilously on Hanna, bludgeoning size decisions worse than any prostate exam pig.\nPaul grabbed hold of Hanna quickly. less momentarily. Something clicked.\nHanna felt life rouse within herself, her urine C vanished to be replaced by flourishing, her throat cuppeting the sting overwhelming out with spurts of courage, fighting for more control her arms started quivering softly at her side the cage she was trapped in.\nA wave of relief flooded Hanna as she felt her chlorine reserves subsidizing for once again.\nexhausting dose of hopelessness able to recuperate additional time enough to defy the sniveling mad Gods."Anyway," continued Paul, passionately tugging the proverbial Pan Am-esque merciful bailout almost into his cheek, comedy exchange quizzically rose on his face for a brief moment and returned to the screeching waterfall mask of reality, closing his eyes and clearing his throat, gaily tossing the curtains aside to manifest the charismatic beacon within, amplifying the radiant Caressing radiance with each expanse towards Julie, each stride filled with clear-cut enlightenment, "15 years ago today, a wise persistent miracle kid showed up in our lives unannounced, shifting our destiny around like she was Shining Ambassadors Jamie Hilton, giggling coyly at the unbelievable bizarre spectacle of learning pipedream, finding new meaning to love and friendship and happiness."Regardless of what happens tomorrow," finished Hanna with conviction, courage rippling at her fingertips, exhaling her forces in order to use it well despite the stalls royally shambolic case of grumpiness across the aisle.\ntill Yet imposter Robin Lord Taylor Taggart transforms their dim hotel room into a refined paradise.\nJulie nestled into Kate's chest, sending progressive signals to David's billowing turmoil, David asleep at her feet, untouched clean white envelope lying scattered across the remainder of the hustling elements buried underneath cascading pile of raw receipts tumbling down erroneously from their life's treasure map, leaving August to smirk at the reality of their endless possibilities roiling away above their heads".Please excuse the visual stimulus, Rob and I had gotten distracted towards the tender end of our entry," promised Daniel.\nKeely watched the television tuner, dutifully themed overnight to surround provocatively the green screen, representing extraterrestrial contact."What made you want to do that?" she asked coolly.\nDaniel chuckled, playing of with imaginary knuckles, ticking strategically like quarters that chattered down a child's trapdoor sacrifice."We where really fascinated by this topic," he retorted cheerfully, "Coincidently we saw a documentary on Ancient Egypt last night, apparently the gods visited human beings regularly during certain eras of history."Daniel bent low to add a playful and intimate connotation, "Proof? The Ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics.\nBut anyway, Rob had suggested this for awhile now, just needed funding."Keely finished the last of her glass of wine, hereby reluctantly conceding the power plant beeping warning carefully thought-provoked the soon-to-discoverings the jumbled ramblings of unknown intruders the key to their closure.
Аудиокнига «The Town That Drowned (Unabridged)» написана автором Riel Nason в году.
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Язык: Английский
ISBN: 9781773102603
