Amazon.com Review 'The year I turned ninety, I wanted to give myself the gift of a night of wild love with an adolescent virgin.' So begins Memories of My Melancholy Whores, and it becomes even more unlikely as the novel unfolds. This slim volume contains the story of the sad life of an unnamed, only slightly talented Colombian journalist and teacher, never married, never in love, living in the crumbling family manse. He calls Rosa Cabarcas, madame of the city's most successful brothel, to seek her assistance. Rosa tells him his wish is impossible-and then calls right back to say that she has found the perfect girl. The protagonist says of himself: 'I have never gone to bed with a woman I didn't pay… by the time I was fifty...
