Vladimir Nabokov. Primavera en Fialta
Vladimir Nabokov. SPRING IN FIALTA
Fialta consists of the old town and of the new one; here and there, past and present are interlaced, struggling either to disentangle them selves or to thrust each other out; each one has its own methods: the newcomer fights honestly—importing palm trees, setting up smart tourist agencies, painting with creamy lines the red smoothness often nis courts; whereas the sneaky old-timer creeps out from behind a corner in the shape of some li