So I picked up something weird Monday morning after having spent the previous night sitting on a Decembercold pavement drinking vodka with random acquaintances and had two days to curl up with this. I put it down once to sleep and once to get dashed with paint by my flatmate“s fouryearold, and found it great like Russian-novel-great. I love those books when it comes to the beginning of every section I“m pissed off with having to leave the character in the previous one.
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Maze rats dreamed of mazes, according to the latest studies. Maze rat scientists dreamed of rats. I was dreaming of cheese.