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In a jazz bar on the last night of 1937, watching a quartet because she couldn't afford to see the whole ensemble, there were certain things Katey Kontent knew: the location of every old church in Manhattan how to sneak into the cinema how to type eighty words a minute, five thousand an hour, and nine million a year and that if you can still lose yourself in a Dickens novel then everything is going to be fine. By the end of the year she'd learned: how to live like a redhead and insist upon the very best; that riches can turn to rags in the trip of a heartbeat, chance encounters can be fated, and the word 'yes' can be a poison. That's how quickly New York City comes about, like a weathervane, or the head of a cobra. Time tells which.
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Rules of Civility, Amor Towles, David Nicholls
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- 2011
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- Titel
- Rules of Civility
- Sprache
- Englisch
- Autor*innen
- Amor Towles, David Nicholls
- Verlag
- Hodder & Stoughton
- Erscheinungsdatum
- 2011
- Einband
- Paperback
- Seitenzahl
- 335
- ISBN10
- 1444708856
- ISBN13
- 9781444708851
- Reihe
- Schlagwörter
- Belletristik, Historisches Thema, Historische Romane, Gegenwartsliteratur, Freundschaft, Beziehungen, Amerikanische Literatur, Literarische Fiktion, Geschichten, Erwachsenwerden, New York, 30er Jahre des 20. Jahrhunderts
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- In a jazz bar on the last night of 1937, watching a quartet because she couldn't afford to see the whole ensemble, there were certain things Katey Kontent knew: the location of every old church in Manhattan how to sneak into the cinema how to type eighty words a minute, five thousand an hour, and nine million a year and that if you can still lose yourself in a Dickens novel then everything is going to be fine. By the end of the year she'd learned: how to live like a redhead and insist upon the very best; that riches can turn to rags in the trip of a heartbeat, chance encounters can be fated, and the word 'yes' can be a poison. That's how quickly New York City comes about, like a weathervane, or the head of a cobra. Time tells which.