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Title	:	Love in the Time of Cholera
Author	:	Gabriel García Márquez
Book Format	:	Paperback
Book Edition	:	First Vintage International Edition
Pages	:	Pages: 348 pages
Published	:	October 5th 2003 by Vintage International (first published 1985)
Categories	:	Fantasy. Urban Fantasy. Fiction. Mystery. Paranormal

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In their youth, Florentino Ariza and Fermina Daza fall passionately in love. When Fermina eventually chooses to marry a wealthy, well-born doctor, Florentino is heartbroken, but he is a romantic. As he rises in his business career he whiles away the years in 622 affairs—yet he reserves his heart for Fermina. Her husband dies at last, and Florentino purposefully attends the funeral. Fifty years, nine months, and four days after he first declared his love for Fermina, he will do so again.

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Original Title:	El amor en los tiempos del cólera
ISBN:	140003468X (ISBN13: 9781400034680)
Edition Language:	English
Characters:	Fermina Daza, Florentino Ariza, Juvenal Urbino, Lorenzo Daza, Aunt Escolástica, Hildebranda Sánchez
Setting:	Colombia Cartagena,1931(Colombia)
Literary Awards:	Audie Award, Los Angeles Times Book Prize for Fiction (1988)

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LET ME EXPLAIN, GUYS.Okay. I like Marquez. I think his writing is beautiful, his settings are evocative and masterfully portrayed, and yes, his books are pretty romantic, and I always enjoy magical realism (this one could have used more of that last bit, though). The last twenty pages of the book even manged to suck me into the romance of the story, and I found myself finally really invested in this love story instead of being vaguely creeped out (we'll get there). Look, I even found a really

This was not the book for me. I know a lot of people give it praise and it is considered a classic, but I never got into it.It rambled . . . it was repetitive . . . I got bored.What was supposed to be a story about love seemed to be more about twisted obsession and I never found it endearing. None of the characters were all that great and I pretty much found myself feeling sorry for everyone.I was thankful when I was done.

Shaina wrote: "Haha! Oh noooo... well you tried it right.. so that is noble."Indeed! Always gotta at least try the classics!

I previously read "One Hundred Years of Solitude" and I liked it a lot, and I was intruiged by the title "Love in the Time of Cholera" so I thought I'd read it.Within the first few pages I had the inkling I didn't like it, but sometimes it takes books a little while to get warmed up. Plus, I don't like starting a book and not finishing it, because I know I'll never go back to a book I stopped reading because I didn't like it, and if I stop reading it, I'll never know if I would have liked the

I did not enjoy this at all. This is a book about a weak man excessively obsessed with a married woman for over 50 years. He pines his time away with 622 sexual encounters that he records and we have to read through. The book is SLOW! He is sickly obsessed. He's a pervert, possibly a pedophile. He finally is reunited with his true love when she is in her 80's and then he describes their bodies and love life. Don't recommend this to anyone! This is not what true love is...it is a book about

236. El amor en los tiempos del cólera = Love in the time of cholera, Gabriel García MárquezLove in the Time of Cholera (Spanish: El amor en los tiempos del cólera) is a novel by Nobel prize winner Colombian author Gabriel García Márquez first published in Spanish in 1985. Alfred A. Knopf published an English translation in 1988, and an English-language movie adaptation was released in 2007. The main characters of the novel are Florentino Ariza and Fermina Daza. Florentino and Fermina fall in

Remember me with a rose. That pressed flower kept long ago in a favorite book did not appear conceited of its appearance. There was no sheen, no fragrance, no guard of pricking thorns and yet it carried a delightful reminder of a time when the first wary step towards love awakened feverish fantasies about a world where poets find their rhymes, writers find their stories and romantics find the gleeful manifestation of an incurable disease. So when I read about a 'Love' which bloomed and survived