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Название книги: Somersault
Автор(ы): Kenzaburo Oe
Жанр: Современная проза
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Somersault-198913.html
Translated from the Japanese by Philip Gabriel
PROLOGUE
BEAUTIFUL EYES IN A DOGLIKE FACEA small figure was making its way forward-a man, it appeared, with ex- traordinarily well-developed muscles yet reduced in scale. Chest thrust out, he advanced into the gloom, clutching in his outstretched arms a structure made of two boomerang-shaped wings, one on top of the other. Narrow ban- ners hung down in front of him; beyond that was a brightly lighted stage. Just as he bent down to pass by a switchboard that jutted out into the passageway, one tip of the wing of the structure plunged under the tutu of a dancer who was hurrying past.The small man and the young dancer froze. The girl, bent forward, shifted her weight to her right leg, leaving her wide-open left leg defenseless, elevated in midair, yet somehow she was able to keep her balance. She glared at the small man, her anger evident at having been forced into this helpless position. Her little face turned bright red, like a sunlit plum. But what looked back at he
Название книги: Somersault
Автор(ы): Kenzaburo Oe
Жанр: Современная проза
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Somersault-198913.html
Translated from the Japanese by Philip Gabriel
PROLOGUE
BEAUTIFUL EYES IN A DOGLIKE FACEA small figure was making its way forward-a man, it appeared, with ex- traordinarily well-developed muscles yet reduced in scale. Chest thrust out, he advanced into the gloom, clutching in his outstretched arms a structure made of two boomerang-shaped wings, one on top of the other. Narrow ban- ners hung down in front of him; beyond that was a brightly lighted stage. Just as he bent down to pass by a switchboard that jutted out into the passageway, one tip of the wing of the structure plunged under the tutu of a dancer who was hurrying past.The small man and the young dancer froze. The girl, bent forward, shifted her weight to her right leg, leaving her wide-open left leg defenseless, elevated in midair, yet somehow she was able to keep her balance. She glared at the small man, her anger evident at having been forced into this helpless position. Her little face turned bright red, like a sunlit plum. But what looked back at he
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