American GodsHarper Collins, 30.04.2002 - 624 Seiten Shadow is a man with a past. But now he wants nothing more than to live a quiet life with his wife and stay out of trouble. Until he learns that she's been killed in a terrible accident. Flying home for the funeral, as a violent storm rocks the plane, a strange man in the seat next to him introduces himself. The man calls himself Mr. Wednesday, and he knows more about Shadow than is possible. He warns Shadow that a far bigger storm is coming. And from that moment on, nothing will ever he the same... |
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... smell snow on the air . He called his wife collect . Shadow knew that the phone companies whacked a three - dollar surcharge on every call made from a prison phone . That was why operators are al- ways real polite to people calling from ...
... smell snow on the air . He called his wife collect . Shadow knew that the phone companies whacked a three - dollar surcharge on every call made from a prison phone . That was why operators are al- ways real polite to people calling from ...
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... smelling the salt - wet air and all the good things of the market , and on his left the sun glittered from the water ... The bus shuddered to a halt at a red light . The wind howled about the bus , and the wipers slooshed heavily back ...
... smelling the salt - wet air and all the good things of the market , and on his left the sun glittered from the water ... The bus shuddered to a halt at a red light . The wind howled about the bus , and the wipers slooshed heavily back ...
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... smell or perhaps , he thought , he sim- ply imagined that he smelled - an odor of rot , of flowers and preservatives . His wife - his ex - wife ... no , he cor- rected himself , his late wife - sat on the bed and stared at him ...
... smell or perhaps , he thought , he sim- ply imagined that he smelled - an odor of rot , of flowers and preservatives . His wife - his ex - wife ... no , he cor- rected himself , his late wife - sat on the bed and stared at him ...
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... ' It was very dispassionate . I remember that . I wasn't scared . And then I don't remember anything more . " There was a smell like burning plastic . It was the ciga- rette , Shadow realized : it had burned down to 62 NEIL GAIMAN.
... ' It was very dispassionate . I remember that . I wasn't scared . And then I don't remember anything more . " There was a smell like burning plastic . It was the ciga- rette , Shadow realized : it had burned down to 62 NEIL GAIMAN.
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AMERICAN GODS ANANSI BOYS asked Shadow began Black Crow called Chad Mulligan cigarette cigarillo coffee coin cold Czernobog dark dead door dream drive drove eyes face Fat Charlie fat kid feel felt fingers fucking girl gods going gray hair hand Hinzelmann hurt Ibis ifrit inside Jack Daniel's Jacquel killed knew lake Lakeside Laura Liberty dollar light lips Loki Mad Sweeney Mike Ainsel Mister Mister World motel mouth moved Nancy NEIL GAIMAN never night nodded Odin Okay opened picked pocket pulled pushed remember road Rock Salim Shadow looked Shadow thought Shadow wondered shit side smell smiled snow someone sorry stared stopped talk tell there's thing thought Shadow told took town tree turned voice waiting watched Wednes Wednesday Wednesday's Whiskey Jack window woman Yeah Zorya Zouzou