By Truman Capote, Reynolds Price
A landmark assortment that brings jointly Truman Capote’s life’s paintings within the shape he known as his “great love,” The whole Stories confirms Capote’s prestige as a grasp of the quick tale.
Ranging from the gothic South to the stylish East Coast, from rural little ones to getting older city sophisticates, the entire unforgettable areas and other people of Capote’s oeuvre are the following, in tales as stylish as they're heartfelt, as haunting as they're compassionate. interpreting them reminds us of the astounding presents of a cherished American original.
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