A woman’s body under the rush of a mountain waterfall, her brief cries of surprise and joy, the movement of her limbs in the brief cries of surprise and joy, the movement of her limbs in the rapid foam that carries red coffee berries, sugar cane pulp, insects struggling to escape the current: this is the exemplary happiness that surely never comes again.
From Alvaro Mutis’s novella The Snows of the Admiral, collected in The Adventures and Misadventures of Maqroll.
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