ΠΠ΅Ρ ΠΎΡΠ·ΡΠ²ΠΎΠ²
ΠΠ½Π½ΠΎΡΠ°ΡΠΈΡ
| ΠΠ·Π΄Π°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΡΡΠ²ΠΎ | |
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| Π‘ΡΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΡ | 371 |
| ΠΠΎΠ΄, ΡΠΈΡΠ°ΠΆ | 2018 |
ΠΠ΅ Π² Π½Π°Π»ΠΈΡΠΈΠΈ
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0ΠΠΏΠΈΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΠ΅ ΠΈ Ρ Π°ΡΠ°ΠΊΡΠ΅ΡΠΈΡΡΠΈΠΊΠΈ
John O'Hara remains the great chronicler of American society, and nowhere are his powers more evident than in his portraits of New York's so-called Golden Age. Unsparingly observed, brilliantly cutting and always on the tragic edge of epiphany, the stories collected here are among OβHaraβs finest work, and show why he still stands as the most-published short story writer in the history of the New Yorker.
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| ΠΠΎΠ΄ | 2682633 |
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| ΠΠ·Π΄Π°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΡΡΠ²ΠΎ | |
| ΠΠ²ΡΠΎΡ | |
| ΠΠΎΠ»-Π²ΠΎ ΡΡΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΡ | 371 |
| ΠΠΎΠ΄ ΠΈΠ·Π΄Π°Π½ΠΈΡ | 2018 |
| ISBN | 978-1-78-487373-8 |
| Π Π°Π·Π΄Π΅Π» | ΠΠ»Π°ΡΡΠΈΡΠ΅ΡΠΊΠ°Ρ ΠΏΡΠΎΠ·Π° Π½Π° Π°Π½Π³Π»ΠΈΠΉΡΠΊΠΎΠΌ |
| Π Π°Π·ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡ | 2.5 ΡΠΌ Γ 13 ΡΠΌ Γ 19.8 ΡΠΌ |
| ΠΠ΅Ρ | 0.32 ΠΊΠ³ |