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    Staff Picks: Death, Dávila, and Darkness

    by The Paris Review Feb 08, 2019 4 minutes

    Amparo Dávila.

    Last Friday, when temperatures dropped into the bone-chilling teens, a crowd of about thirty people dipped out of the cold into Aeon Bookstore on East Broadway and Essex, where they sipped tequila with lime and listened to Audrey Harris and Matthew Gleeson read from their translation of Amparo Dávila’s , the first collection of her short fiction to appear in English. The lead story, “,” was first published in  in 2016, and readers of the magazine will remember it for its strangeness: a man inherits what at first glance appear to be his dead brother’s two pets, but slowly they reveal that they are not pets at all but beings

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