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NAMED striking ebook OF THE yr by way of Washington Post, top BOOKS OF THE 12 months: Kirkus Reviews, NPR, Men's Journal

A new brief tale assortment from Luis Alberto Urrea, bestselling writer of The Hummingbird's Daughter and The Devil's Highway.

From one in all America's preeminent literary voices comes a brand new tale assortment that proves once more why the writing of Luis Alberto Urrea has been known as "wickedly solid" (Kansas urban Star), "cinematic and charged" (Cleveland undeniable Dealer), and "studded with delights" (Chicago Tribune). reading the borders among one country and one other, among one individual and one other, Urrea unearths his mastery of the quick shape. This assortment comprises the Edgar-award profitable "Amapola" and his now-classic "Bid Farewell to Her Many Horses," which had the dignity of being selected for NPR's "Selected Shorts" now not as soon as yet two times.

Suffused with wanderlust, compassion, and no small quantity of rock and roll, THE WATER MUSEUM is a set that confirms Luis Alberto Urrea as an American grasp.

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