Its prologue is a breathless, white knuckle taxi ride of a single sentence, which is over two thousand words long. It gives you no time to get used to its style. It is not a book that breaks you in gently.
I want an assault on my senses or my money back.Īnd Narcopolis does most of those things most of the time. I’m going to India for the first time in September next year.
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