Well I say I'm reading it. I certainly was up until I started uni about 8 weeks ago, and loving it. Was like half way through, and thinking it might be a candidate for the best novel ever written if it pulled off its promise. Then however uni hit, and I haven't read a word since due to a shitstorm of busy. Hopefully I'll pick up again and finish it over the holidays though...
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The toothaches got worse, she dreamed of disembodied voices from whose malignance there was no appeal, the soft dusk of mirrors out of which something was about to walk, and empty rooms that waited for her. Your gynaecologist has no test for what she was pregnant with.
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