[Literature] Paul Bowles – Their Faces Are Masks

He walked through the streets, unthinkingly seeking the darker ones, glad to be alone and to feel the night air against his face. The streets were crowded. People pushed against him as they passed, stared from doorways and windows, made comments openly to each other about him-whether with sympathy or not he was unable to […]

via Their faces are masks (From Paul Bowles’ novel The Sheltering Sky) — Biblioklept