ΠΠ΅Ρ ΠΎΡΠ·ΡΠ²ΠΎΠ²
ΠΡΠΏΠΈΠ»ΠΈ 3 ΡΠ΅Π»ΠΎΠ²Π΅ΠΊΠ°
ΠΠ½Π½ΠΎΡΠ°ΡΠΈΡ
| ΠΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΠΏΠ»Π΅Ρ | ΠΡΠ³ΠΊΠΈΠΉ ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΠΏΠ»ΡΡ |
|---|---|
| Π‘ΡΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΡ | 118 |
| ΠΠΎΠ΄, ΡΠΈΡΠ°ΠΆ | 2017 |
ΠΠ΅ Π² Π½Π°Π»ΠΈΡΠΈΠΈ
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0ΠΠΏΠΈΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΠ΅ ΠΈ Ρ Π°ΡΠ°ΠΊΡΠ΅ΡΠΈΡΡΠΈΠΊΠΈ
What's the worst another drink could do? John Cheever pours out our most sociable of vices, and hands it to us in a highball. From the calculating teenager who raids her parents' liquor cabinet, only to drown her sorrows in it, to the suburban swimmer withering away with every plunge he takes, these are stories suffused with beauty, sadness, and the gathering storm of a bender well-done. Seen through the gin-lacquered looking glass of Cheever's writing, your next drink may have you reaching for a lime and soda instead.
| ΠΠΎΠ΄ | 2871713 |
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| ΠΠ²ΡΠΎΡ | |
| ΠΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΠΏΠ»Π΅Ρ | ΠΡΠ³ΠΊΠΈΠΉ ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΠΏΠ»ΡΡ |
| ΠΠΎΠ»-Π²ΠΎ ΡΡΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΡ | 118 |
| ΠΠΎΠ΄ ΠΈΠ·Π΄Π°Π½ΠΈΡ | 2017 |
| ISBN | 978-1-78-487264-9 |
| Π Π°Π·Π΄Π΅Π» | Π‘ΠΎΠ²ΡΠ΅ΠΌΠ΅Π½Π½Π°Ρ ΠΏΡΠΎΠ·Π° Π½Π° Π°Π½Π³Π»ΠΈΠΉΡΠΊΠΎΠΌ |
| Π Π°Π·ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡ | 0.8 ΡΠΌ Γ 11 ΡΠΌ Γ 17.7 ΡΠΌ |
| ΠΠ΅Ρ | 0.08 ΠΊΠ³ |