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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 Towels, David Nicholls
- Taal
- Jaar van publicatie
- 2011
- Bindwijze
- (Paperback)
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- Titel
- Rules of Civility
- Taal
- Engels
- Auteurs
- Amor Towels, David Nicholls
- Uitgever
- Hodder & Stoughton
- Jaar van publicatie
- 2011
- Formaat
- Paperback
- Aantal pagina's
- 335
- ISBN10
- 1444708856
- ISBN13
- 9781444708851
- Reeks
- Tags
- Fictie, Romantiek, Historische romans, Liefde, Vriendschap, Verenigde Staten, Maatschappelijke romans, Amerikaanse Literatuur, Samenleving, Leven, New York, Amerika, Ongevallen, Jazz, Jaren '30 van de 20e eeuw, Manhattan, NY, Decadentie
- Eerste editie
- 2011
- Oorspronkelijke titel
- Rules of Civility
- Beoordeling
- 4,1 van 5
- Aantekening
- 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.