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I just finished reading it. Ever so poignant.
At first I had a bit of difficulty keeping track of who was who, due to the lack of names used, although the one with the friend named Sarah was quite easy to follow, and I suppose she was the main character really?
I particularly liked the young girls and their talk of angels and skipping down the street with floating ribbons, and how everything seemed magical. It made me want to stand on one foot. I also liked the urban archaeology bit, with the necklace made of shards of broken glass.
Icicle> I felt like that too! Just the way it seemed so simply written, but was moving, and each sentence seemed filled with a kind of sadness. |
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