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Название: Pretty Things

Автор: Виржини Депант

Издательство: Ingram

Жанр: Современная зарубежная литература

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isbn: 9781936932269

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      Published in 2018 by the Feminist Press

      at the City University of New York

      The Graduate Center

      365 Fifth Avenue, Suite 5406

      New York, NY 10016

       feministpress.org

      First Feminist Press edition 2018

      Copyright © 1998 by Éditions Grasset & Fasquelle

      Translation copyright © 2018 by Emma Ramadan

      Les jolies choses by Virginie Despentes was originally published in France by Éditions Grasset & Fasquelle in 1998.

      All rights reserved.

      This work received support from the French Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Cultural Services of the French Embassy in the United States through their publishing assistance program.

      This book was made possible thanks to a grant from New York State Council on the Arts with the support of Governor Andrew M. Cuomo and the New York State Legislature.

      No part of this book may be reproduced, used, or stored in any information retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission from the Feminist Press at the City University of New York, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

      First printing August 2018

      Cover illustration by Molly Crabapple

      Cover and text design by Drew Stevens

       Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

      Names: Despentes, Virginie, 1969- author. | Ramadan, Emma, translator.

      Title: Pretty things / Virginie Despentes; translated by Emma Ramadan.

      Other titles: Jolies choses. English

      Description: First Feminist Press edition. | New York: Feminist Press, 2018. | “Copyright (c) 1998 by Editions Grasset & Fasquelle”—ECIP galley. | Identifiers: LCCN 2017056600 (print) | LCCN 2018006832 (ebook) | ISBN 9781936932269 (ebook)

      Subjects: LCSH: Sisters—Fiction. | False personation—Fiction.

      Classification: LCC PQ2664.E7895 (ebook) | LCC PQ2664.E7895 J6513 2018 (print) | DDC 843/.914—dc23

      LC record available at https://lccn.loc.gov/2017056600

       To

      My parents,

      Dominique, the empress Caroline,

      Hacène & Emil Louis-Stéphane,

      Nora Hamdi Mehdi, Varouj, Rico,

      Tofick Zingo de Lunch & Vartan

       CONTENTS

       TITLE PAGE

       COPYRIGHT

       DEDICATION

       Summer

       Autumn

       Winter

       ABOUT THE AUTHOR & TRANSLATOR

       ALSO BY FEMINIST PRESS

       ABOUT FEMINIST PRESS

       SPRING

       CHÂTEAU ROUGE. A TERRACE, ON A SIDEWALK, IN the middle of construction. They’re seated side by side. Claudine is blond, in a short pink dress that seems sensible but leaves some of her chest visible, the perfect doll, meticulously put together. Even her way of slouching, elbows on the table, legs spread out, has something refined about it. Nicolas’s eyes are very blue, he always looks like he’s laughing, about to do something mischievous.

      He says, “Fuck it’s nice out.”

      “Yeah, it hurts your eyes.”

      She forgot her sunglasses at home, she creases her forehead and adds, “I feel weird, seriously. Like right now, it’s burning.” She touches her throat and swallows.

      Indulging her, Nicolas shrugs his shoulders slightly. “If you didn’t pop antidepressants like they were candy, you’d probably feel better.”

      She breathes a long sigh, raises her eyebrows.

      “I don’t feel like you’re being very supportive.”

      “Likewise. You could even say I feel more fucked now that I know you.”

      “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

      He’s tempted to get angry, point out that she isn’t funny, but it stays lodged in his throat and he settles for smiling. The waiter arrives, flings down two coasters and two half-pints on top of them. Impeccable moves. The bubbles rise through the gold in straight, rapid lines. They clink glasses mechanically, exchanging a brief glance. At the next table, a kid makes noise slurping the bottom of his grenadine with a straw.

      Nicolas stubs out his unfinished cigarette, really flattens it to make sure it goes out, and declares, “It’ll never work. It’s impossible to mix you two up.”

      “Good one, sweetheart, we’re only twin sisters.”

      “So how do you explain that I didn’t even recognize her when I went to get her at the train station?”

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