Most of the translations from foreign languages in the text are my own, but for the quotation from Machiavelli’sThe Prince and the quotation from Virgil’s The Eclogues (though I have adapted the latter very slightly). I am indebted to the late...
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Death knell in L.A. Beneath the golden glitter, Tinsel Town spawns sleaze, sickies, psychos, and wiseguys. Ex-cop Fritz Brown, sometime P.I., full-time Beethoven buff, sees it all as he walks the shady side of the streets. Now he’s got a client...
Автор: Arnaud Georges-Jean
Серия: Le Commander / Serge Kovask
Язык: французский
Год: 1963
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— Voyez-vous Kovask, depuis que le pasteur nous a alertés, j’ai des insomnies.
Son pouce passa par-dessus son épaule.
— Approchez-vous de la carte. Ces fameux brouillards s’étendent surtout sur les passes les plus...
The first installment in a wonderful new series that follows the exploits of Benoît Courrèges, a policeman in a small French village where the rituals of the café still rule. Bruno -- as he is affectionately nicknamed -- may be the town's only...
Автор: Paretsky Sara
Серия: V.I. Warshawski #17
Язык: английский
Год: 2015
Статус: Закончена
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No one would accuse V. I. Warshawski of backing down from a fight, but there are a few she’d be happy to avoid. High on that list is tangling with Chicago political bosses. Yet that’s precisely what she ends up doing when she responds to Frank...
Dreem - интернетный блогер и ARMY(фанат BTS). Она с любовью и уважением пишет и говорит о любимых айдолах, не давая их в обиду хотя бы на своих...
The passing of the Hungarian prime minister before he could realize his dream of a fascist state has little effect on crime reporter Zsigmond Gordon. Life—and death—go on in the bustling old city, and a late-night tip soon leads him to a crime...
Buddha's...
Автор: Дар Фредерик
Серия: Le Commissaire San-Antonio #146
Язык: французский
Год: 1991
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Chanson de salle de garde :
Non, non, non, Bérurier n'est pas mort
Non, non, non, Bérurier n'est pas mort
Car il bande encore
Car il bande encore.
Et pourtant ! Oui, pourtant !
Il a bel et bien trépassé à l'ombre
des montagnes...