otras ciudades y literatura : John Fowles y atenas

"Athens was dust and drought, ochre and drab. Even the palm trees looked exhausted; all the humanity in human beings had retreated behind dark skins and even darker glasses. At two in the afternoon city and citizens gave up; the streets were empty, abandoned to indolence and heat. I lay slumped behind shutters on a bed in the Piraeus hotel, and dozed fitfully.
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We came over the pass of Daphne at about eight-thirty, with the last light over the pink and amber city, the first neon signs around Syntagma and Omonia like distant jewels."

John Fowles "The Magus"