If you know someone suicidal and want to drive them over the cliff, give this book. I feel like my soul has been assaulted. Ms. Prouix's style is likened to Cormac McCarthy. I like Cormac McCarthy and this is nothing like it. It feels like Prouix' intention is to corrupt my psyche with one disturbing image after another and I suppose for some deviant personalities that is appealing, but not for me.
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