They laughed at Einstein. They laughed at the Wright Brothers. But they also laughed at Bozo the Clown.
Thursday, September 30
My other fav book.
Had to rattle the google to find the exact Book Cover ;)
Jason Bourne. He has no past. And he may have no future. His memory is a blank. He only knows that he was fished out of the Mediterranean Sea, his body riddled with bullets. There are a few clues. A frame of microfilm surgically implanted beneath the flesh of his hip. Evidence that plastic surgery has altered his face. Strange things that he says in his delirium - maybe code workds. Initials: "J.B." And a number on the film negative that leads toa Swiss bank account, a fortune of four million dollars, and , at last, a name: Jason Bourne. But now he is marked for death, caught in a maddening puzzle, racing for survival through the deep layers of his buried past into a bizarre world of murderous conspirators-led by Carlos, the world's most dangerous assassin. And no one can help Jason Bourne but the woman who once wanted to escape him.
With picture-perfect descriptions of the locations, the reader can taste the salt air of the sea; hear the busy rues of Paris, and the feel the strict, snub-nosed efficiency of the Swiss city of Geneva.
A sample "Jason dropped to a crouch, spun to his left and lunged out of the aisle between two adjacent cars, breaking his fall with the palms of his hands, the maneuver made in silence."
Read this when I was in my 9th standard . Still recommend this to new readers.
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