García Márquez perfectly paints the old town as a tiny ghost town. The town is painted as dusty and ran down; no human in sight. Márquez describes a murder that he seen the body of the deceased as a young boy. The story goes, "At three in the morning the sound of someone trying to force the street door from the outside had wakened her. She got up without lighting the lamp, felt around in the armoire for an archaic revolver that no one had fired since the War of a Thousand Days, and located in the darkness not only the place where the door was but also the exact height of the lock. Then she aimed the weapon with both hands, closed her eyes, and squeezed the trigger. She had never fired a gun before, but the shot hit its target through the door." Mr. Márquez saw the body on the steps on his walk to
García Márquez perfectly paints the old town as a tiny ghost town. The town is painted as dusty and ran down; no human in sight. Márquez describes a murder that he seen the body of the deceased as a young boy. The story goes, "At three in the morning the sound of someone trying to force the street door from the outside had wakened her. She got up without lighting the lamp, felt around in the armoire for an archaic revolver that no one had fired since the War of a Thousand Days, and located in the darkness not only the place where the door was but also the exact height of the lock. Then she aimed the weapon with both hands, closed her eyes, and squeezed the trigger. She had never fired a gun before, but the shot hit its target through the door." Mr. Márquez saw the body on the steps on his walk to