Lingua: Inglese
Editore: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, 2015
ISBN 10: 1514367149 ISBN 13: 9781514367148
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Lingua: Inglese
Editore: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, 2015
ISBN 10: 1514367149 ISBN 13: 9781514367148
Da: GreatBookPrices, Columbia, MD, U.S.A.
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Lingua: Inglese
Editore: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, 2015
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Lingua: Inglese
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Lingua: Inglese
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Lingua: Inglese
Editore: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform, 2015
ISBN 10: 1514367149 ISBN 13: 9781514367148
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Aggiungi al carrelloPaperback. Condizione: new. Paperback. On the outskirts of the ancient town of Ribe, on the Danish north seacoast, a wooden bridge spanned the Nibs River when I was a boy-a frail structure, with twin arches like the humps of a dromedary, for boats to go under. Upon it my story begins. The bridge is long since gone. The grass-grown lane that knew our romping feet leads nowhere now. But in my memory it is all as it was that day nearly forty years ago, and it is always summer there. The bees are droning among the forget-me-nots that grow along shore, and the swans arch their necks in the limpid stream. The clatter of the mill-wheel down at the dam comes up with drowsy hum; the sweet smells of meadow and field are in the air. On the bridge a boy and a girl have met. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.