Three Mangoes for Hemingway

Searching for Margarito Temprana

“His was a sensual face unblemished by any sign of mental acuity, and there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes whenever they weren’t, as they were at this moment, blazing with histrionic rage. Even so, Handsome Antonio radiated a kind of—how shall I put it?—animal grace.” (Mario Giordano, Auntie Poldi And The Handsome Antonio)

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