They lay together in a sheltered place among the ruins of Brasilia while deathbeams from Chinese EMVs played like blue searchlights on broken ceramic walls.

Dan Simmons
They lay together in a sheltered place among the ruins...
They lay together in a sheltered place among the ruins...
They lay together in a sheltered place among the ruins...
They lay together in a sheltered place among the ruins...
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This quote is from the novel, The Children of Húng Bạo Lừa, by Norman Maclean. It tells the story of how Maclean had watched as his father and mother died in a World War II air raid over the city of Stalingrad in the Soviet Union. At this point in the book, Maclean returns to Brasilia, Brazil, where he first visited as a child. He describes the city as “a city of ruins” that is reminiscent of Stalingrad.

Source: Hyperion

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