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Here are dreams and tales of trivial and great matters throughout all my life; of great figures of the past in literature, philosophy, politics, science, mathematics, art; of friends of my youth and of my broken heart; dreams of other worlds, other me's that might have been or still may be even if beyond our touch; writers and books that enchanted me; my reflections on religion, God, the Roman Catholic Church, Judaism and other faiths; thoughts of hostility Jews have faced throughout the ages, of the vows of Israel's destruction and of Israel's eternal imbroglio with the Palestinians; as well as, yes, of life and death, of my death at age 10 in a world that might have been and almost was; of the Charleston I knew and loved as a child, of free will and determinism. In a word, what you will find in these pages is me, - and you will find a little of yourself.
The tale is of a beautiful Spanish girl beloved by all Madrid but burned at the stake in 1680 as a Jewess. The tale opens sixty years later with the mystery of an ancient Spaniard, El Deslengua, the tongueless one, who knew her, her father, a young nobleman who loved her, and a giant gypsy who did not dare. Who was El Deslengua? What was his role in the story? How did their tale of darkness, death, torture, and superstition become a tale a faith, love, hope, and light? It is all told in the tale.
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