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A Place Called Freedom

Autor Ken Follett
en Limba Engleză Paperback – 30 mai 2019

Remarcăm imediat amprenta inconfundabilă a lui Ken Follett. Autorul părăsește misterele preistorice din Circle of Days sau tensiunea globală din Never pentru a ne arunca în brutalitatea anului 1766. Totul începe cu un strigăt de revoltă. Mack McAsh este legat de minele de cărbune ale Scoției. O viață de mizerie. O condamnare pe viață. Dar Mack vrea evadarea. Aliatul său? Lizzie Hallim. O femeie de rang înalt, dar prinsă în propriul iad social. Tensiunea crește rapid. De pe străzile aglomerate ale Londrei, acțiunea se mută în cala unei nave de sclavi. Destinația: coloniile americane. O plantație din Virginia devine scena finală a luptei lor. Credem că forța acestui roman stă în ritmul alert. Nu există timpi morți. Notăm cu interes cum Follett transformă contextul istoric într-o cursă contra cronometru. Cititorul care a apreciat lupta pentru supraviețuire și sistemul servituții contractuale din Freedom Dues de Indra Zuno va găsi aici aceleași mize existențiale — dar într-un context mult mai vast, ce leagă două continente prin suferință și speranță. Este o poveste despre oameni separați de privilegii, dar uniți de o căutare disperată. Libertatea nu este un concept. Este o necesitate fizică. Stilul este direct. Propozițiile sunt tăioase. Atmosfera este sufocantă, de la praful de cărbune la umiditatea plantațiilor din Lumea Nouă.

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Specificații

ISBN-13: 9781509864300
ISBN-10: 150986430X
Pagini: 592
Dimensiuni: 131 x 198 x 40 mm
Greutate: 0.41 kg
Editura: Pan Macmillan

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Despre autor

Ken Follett este un autor galez de thrillere și romane istorice, celebru pentru capacitatea sa de a transforma cercetarea istorică riguroasă în bestselleruri mondiale. Cu peste 160 de milioane de exemplare vândute, Follett a dominat topurile New York Times cu opere monumentale. Deși este recunoscut pentru epopeile sale medievale, în lucrări precum A Place Called Freedom el demonstrează aceeași măiestrie în gestionarea tensiunii și a detaliului istoric, explorând dorința umană universală de libertate în contexte de opresiune extremă.


Descriere

An idealistic young coal miner seeks a new life in London. But his adventure takes an unexpected turn in this transatlantic historical novel.


Notă biografică

Ken Follett was born in Cardiff, Wales. Barred from watching films and television by his parents, he developed an early interest in reading thanks to a local library. After studying philosophy at University College London, he became involved in centre-left politics, entering into journalism soon after. His first thriller, the wartime spy drama Eye of the Needle, became an international bestseller and has sold over 10 million copies. He then astonished everyone with his first historical novel, The Pillars of the Earth, the story of the building of a medieval cathedral, which went on to become one of the most beloved books of the twentieth century. One of the most popular authors in the world, his many books, including the Kingsbridge series and the Century trilogy, have sold more than 178 million copies. A father and husband, Ken lives with his wife in England and enjoys travelling the world when he can.

Extras

Mack was in one of the common wards of Newgate Prison.

He could not remember all that had happened to him the night before. He had a dazed recollection of being tied up and thrown across the back of a horse and carried through London. There was a tall building with barred windows, a cobbled courtyard, a staircase and a studded door. Then he had been led in here. It had been dark, and he had not been able to see much. Battered and fatigued, he had fallen asleep.

He woke to find himself in a room about the size of Cora's apartment. It was cold: there was no glass in the windows and no fire in the fireplace. The place smelled foul. At least thirty other people were crammed in with him: men, women and children, plus a dog and a pig. Everyone slept on the floor and shared a large chamberpot.

There was a constant coming and going. Some of the women left early in the morning, and Mack learned they were not prisoners but prisoners' wives who bribed the jailers and spent the nights here. The warders brought in food, beer, gin, and newspapers for those who could pay their grossly inflated prices. People went to see friends in other wards. One prisoner was visited by a clergyman, another by a barber. Anything was permitted, it seemed, but everything had to be paid for.

People laughed about their plight and joked about their crimes. There was an air of jollity that annoyed Mack. He was hardly awake before he was offered a swallow of gin from someone's bottle and a puff on a pipe of tobacco, as if they were all at a wedding.

Mack hurt all over, but his head was the worst. There was a lump at the back that was crusted with blood. He felt hopelessly gloomy. He had failed in every way. He had run away from Hugh to be free, yet he was in jail. He had fought for the coal heavers' rights and had got some of them killed. He had lost Cora. He would be put on trial for treason, or riot, or murder. And he would probably die on the gallows. Many of the people around him had as much reason to grieve, but perhaps they were too stupid to grasp their fate.

Poor Esther would never get out of the village now. He wished he had brought her with him. She could have dressed as a man, the way Lizzie Hallim did. She would have managed sailors' work more easily than Mack himself, for she was nimbler. And her common sense might even have kept Mack out of trouble.

He hoped Annie's baby would be a boy. At least there would still be a Mack. Perhaps Mack Lee would have a luckier life, and a longer one, than Mack McAsh.

He was at a low point when a warder opened the door and Cora walked in.