Marquez is one of a string of male writers who elevates pedophilia to new levels of grandeur and ecstasy under the guise of great literature. Oh, the passion stirring in this old man's loins and heart! This ninety-year-old man is obsessed with the fourteen-year-old girl Delgadina and will do anything to have her. He wants us to feel his pain as he writhes with great agony in the throes of unrequited love. Does she love me? Does she not? Are roses red and violets blue? In the end Delgadina does love him and craves his sour old breath scouring every pore of her young body. This book is best tossed aside into the bins holding the contents of Jeffrey Epstein’s former home.
Memories of My Melancholy Whores