Monday, January 26, 2009

Araby

This is a short story about a man's infatuation and his failure to get her something from the Arab bizarre. the theme would seem to be that you cannot buy love nor can you possess it, as shown in the man's anguish that he had reached the bizarre too late to buy the woman a gift. The narrator would seem to be first person from the main character's perspective.

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