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Название книги: Fluke, Or, I Know Why the Winged Whale Sings
Автор(ы): Christopher Moore
Жанр: Современная проза
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Fluke_-Or_-I-Know-Why-the-Winged-Whale-Sings-162406.html
For Jim Darling, Flip Nicklin,and Meagan Jones:extraordinary people who doextraordinary work
Fluke (flook) 1. A stroke of good luck2. A chance occurrence; an accident3. A barb or barbed head, as on a harpoon4. Either of the two horizontally flattened divisions of the tail of a whale
PART ONEThe Song
An ocean without itsunnamed monsters would be like acompletely dreamless sleep.— JOHN STEINBECKThe scientific method is nothingmore than a system of rules to keep usfrom lying to each other.— KEN NORRIS
CHAPTER ONEBig and WetNext Question?
Amy called the whale punkin.He was fifty feet long, wider than a city bus, and weighed eighty thousand pounds. One well-placed slap of his great tail would reduce the boat to fiberglass splinters and its occupants to red stains drifting in the blue Hawaiian waters. Amy leaned over the side of the boat and lowered the hydrophone down on the whale. "Good morning, punkin," she said.Nathan Quinn shook his head and
Название книги: Fluke, Or, I Know Why the Winged Whale Sings
Автор(ы): Christopher Moore
Жанр: Современная проза
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Fluke_-Or_-I-Know-Why-the-Winged-Whale-Sings-162406.html
For Jim Darling, Flip Nicklin,and Meagan Jones:extraordinary people who doextraordinary work
Fluke (flook) 1. A stroke of good luck2. A chance occurrence; an accident3. A barb or barbed head, as on a harpoon4. Either of the two horizontally flattened divisions of the tail of a whale
PART ONEThe Song
An ocean without itsunnamed monsters would be like acompletely dreamless sleep.— JOHN STEINBECKThe scientific method is nothingmore than a system of rules to keep usfrom lying to each other.— KEN NORRIS
CHAPTER ONEBig and WetNext Question?
Amy called the whale punkin.He was fifty feet long, wider than a city bus, and weighed eighty thousand pounds. One well-placed slap of his great tail would reduce the boat to fiberglass splinters and its occupants to red stains drifting in the blue Hawaiian waters. Amy leaned over the side of the boat and lowered the hydrophone down on the whale. "Good morning, punkin," she said.Nathan Quinn shook his head and
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