A novella recalling the murder of a likely innocent man and the complacence of the town that knew it was going to happen.
A quick read whose substance didn't quite match up to expectations
“Then they both kept on knifing him against the door with alternate and easy stabs, floating in the dazzling backwater they had found on the other side of fear.”
Something more than just learning a new language. Not so simple as that. Learning a new language implies having already learnt the first one. Learning a new language isn't just about the words. There is the context, the history, culture, and sense. There is the need to read and read and read. To observe, feel, and breathe. Now that's learning
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