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| The Tooth | ||
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| Novel by J.A.C. Lewis | ||
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| on bottom of cover: "Love, betrayal and death in Paris and Algiers in final weeks of Algerian war" | ||
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A British child in 1945 was wounded in a V2 rocket explosion in London. A woman walking close to him disintegrated in the blast and although the child was treated only for minor injuries at the time he discovered many years later, during a routine X ray after a motorbike accident, that a tooth from the woman was embedded in his leg. He became a journalist in London who resigned after the death a colleague in absurd conditions and went to live in Paris in 1962. A life of quiet dissolution. Little by little, however, the reality of the Algerian war intruded upon him as he came to witness police brutality against Algerians, which reached a pitch when over 200 peaceful Algerian demonstrators were killed by the cops in October, 1961, many being thrown into the Seine; he started freelancing for the same London paper and was eventually assigned to Algeria to cover the last, and far more awful weeks of the war. There's a sub-plot, with betrayal, jealousy and rivalry between people in bohemian circle in Paris leading to a murder-suicide. There's considerable rumpy-pumpy in the Paris section of the book though well within current bounds of decency- though it wouldn't make the Pope's reading list. Also a host of spies in Algeria. In all this, and through further episodes in the main character's career- including getting shot- he somehow feels the woman's tooth in his leg has protected him, as a talisman. But it's not a surreal or spooky sort of feeling (like a Steven King episode), just the fact he feels the tooth has helped him to survive. him And in the end, he's an old man who figures the tooth and he have still some way to go together. |
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| People with an interest in history, France, journalism, and a bohemian circle's rather dissolute life in Paris in the early 60s. | ||
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minimum size 600 times 800 pixels no tooths, no camels, thanks, no images of tanks, etc. I know this sounds convoluted and I wouldn't dare suggest how a cover could convey the lot. A faded, rather decadent and somber, picture of Paris in the 60s? Something from the picture archives on the Algerian war? But some color somewhere to show all was not grim, particularly the rumpy pumpy. |
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