Love in the times of cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

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When I think about love, a song comes to my mind, a song by Mickey and Sylvia which I recently heard on the tube, Love. As they put it, love is strange. It has always been a strange emotion but as we get older and supposedly wiser, it seems to get stranger. With the fact that our lives are mortal and we are all subject to the thing called death, the incident in life when we are unable to continue on with it, no matter how much we would want to, yes, that thing called death and with the planting of this idea in our mind, we begin to regard love with an impatient ear.

We are impatient in the beginning when we are still undecided about death, not that we have an option but we like to believe so, but downright intolerant when we are sure that our time…

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