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["Glurp on that, motherfucker," I said.]

Yoppie Ki Yay, MF.

I can’t decide if I love Donut or Carl more.

[I grasped her hand. "It's okay. It's going to be okay." I remembered my mom saying the same thing to me the day she had left. It had been a lie then, and it was a lie now.
"I think I've had too much to drink," she said. "Or I'm having another one of those acid flashbacks. This cat keeps talking to me."]

This is genuinely one of the best books I’ve ever read. At the same time poignant, sentimental, and hilarious.

This honoring of a fallen comrade is so sweet. I adore Carl.

["Or we can talk over chat!" ((Character)) said. The fish's demeanor had completely changed. "Tell me you've watched Riverdale."

Donut gasped.

"Nope," I said, reaching down to scoop the cat up. "You two will talk all night."]

This is, hands-down, the funniest book I’ve read in a long time.

[New achievement! Dungeonpreneur.
You have invented a stackable weapon, device, or potion.
You will be memorialized for eternity with your name in the Dungeon Codex. Just don't let it go to your head, Elon.]

I cannot with this AI 😂

[They'd taken some sort of cosmic octopus creature and combined it with your average suburban anti-vax, let-me-talk-to-your-manager mom. At least that was my impression. The door on the outside of the room, this whole ridiculous storyline with the MLM moonshine certainly made it seem that way.]

Don’t know if I love Donut’s spoken lines or Carl’s inner thoughts more…

I never thought I would enjoy a book which so heavily features a foot fetish, but here we are.

["Wow," Donut said from my shoulder. "I'm feeling really ignored right now. Why is it always human this, human that? Why can't it be "blood is squeezed out of their human and feline bodies?”]

Donut gives me life.

[DONUT: CARL, IT IS ANOTHER VILE MURDERER.
CARL: I don't think so, not this time. Also, I know you don't have to type in all caps. I've seen you do it before. It makes you sound like you are yelling.
DONUT: I AM YELLING, CARL.]

I AM YELLING! 😂
Goddamn I love this book.

[… the man as he recounted his tale. Frank claimed he and his partner, a woman named Maggie, worked for "Customs Enforcement," which was a nice way of saying he was a fed, and he worked for ICE. They'd been in plain clothes, outside in that ridiculously cold weather doing some sort of surveillance on a warehouse. The place was … supposedly employing a large group of undocumented Chinese workers.]

Ew, ICE.

["Just two seconds ago you said, and I quote, ‘Some imbecile with a gun doesn't scare me!”

"Yeah, that's when I thought you were being a pussy. I didn't realize you were getring all Charles Bronson Death Wish on me!"]

😂

["How is it you can be so reckless and timid at the same time?”

“I can't control my instincts! I'm just a few generations shy of being a ferocious tiger stalking through the jungles."

I’ve seen your pedigree," I said. "You're a few generations shy of nothing, Also, your grandfather was also your uncle."]

[“Hurry up!" Donut cried. "More cockroaches are coming!" The cat yowled. I saw her sail into the air, using her jump ability to land atop the pile I was running around. "Carl, this is not acceptable!"]

I started this series for Donut, and I continue to be here for Donut.

Yeahhhh, so Carl needs to STFU and do exactly what Donut tells him to do. I’ll die on this hill.

Welp, I accidentally left the book I’m halfway through in my nibling’s car, so I guess I’ll start this one until I get it back.

Three pages in and we are looking VERY promising.

[His mind was completely blank, his body numb. He wondered if he could stand there, unmoving, his stomach twisted in knots, for the rest of his life. Someone would eventually find him, wouldn't they? Dead and stiff, standing upright, a statue of a corpse.]

A fantastic depiction of grief.

Also, I’m 35% through this book and there hasn’t been a single mention of a relic, like is so emphasized in the show. I wondered early on about the children’s books with bright colors, and how that wouldn’t be considered a relic, but now I’m wondering more and more if that is even a thing in the book?

Very glad I’m reading this book after watching the show. It turns out I don’t hate Jules, Jahns, or Marnes. I just hated their actors?

<spoiler>["I believe we'll find the party responsible was the one with the most to gain," she said dryly. After a pause, she added: "Mayor." The crooked smile faded. Bernard let go of the bars and…]

I thought it was established that the poison was for Marbes, not the Mayor, and she was incidental? So why are we pontificating on the motive for murdering the mayor?</spoiler>

[Marnes walked beside her, his hand on the inner rail, hers on the outer, the walking stick clanging on the lonely treads between them. Occasionally, their arms brushed against one another.]

There is no way that the staircase is that narrow. Simply no way.

[HER KNITTING NEEDLES rested in a leather pouch in pairs, two matching sticks of wood, side by side like the delicate bones of the wrist wrapped in dried and ancient flesh. Wood and leather. Artifacts like clues handed down from generation to generation, innocuous winks from her ancestors, harmless things like children's books and wood carvings that managed to survive the uprising and the purge.]

This prose is great

[Holston lifted an old boot to an old step, pressed down, and did it again. He lost himself in what the untold years had done, the ablation of molecules and lives, layers and layers ground to fine dust. And he thought, not for the first time, that neither life nor staircase had been meant for such an existence.]

Y’aaalllll. I made the right choice in DNFing my last book and picking this one up. I can already tell.

[“…Use it to escape."
"Will they hurt your family if I escape?"
"They may try," he growls. "That is the consequence of your decision and mine."]

I think Lorn is the second character that I actually respect in this series.

[Lorn stares quietly at the rain falling against the pulseShield.]

Two pages ago it was a pulseBubble. Are these interchangeable terms?!

["I can defend my own honor, my goodman. But from Pliny, such insults are to be expected After all, I would be bitter too if my..."]

Missing period.

[“Consider that I was vulnerable… that perhaps I fell into Cassius' bed because I was hurt & needed a salve to my pain. Can you imagine that? You may answer."

... "I suppose."

"Good. Now shove that idea up your ass… I am not some frill-wearing tramp. I am a genius. I say this because it is a fact. I am smarter than any person you've ever met, except perhaps my twin. My heart does not make my brain a fool.]

I think this series would have been better delivered in third person rather than first. I can’t stand Darrow, and I think it’s partially to do with the first-person narration. I think if I had been told about the story, rather than through Darrow’s perspective, I would like it more.

[At first, I thought the tattoos on her hands featured floral lines. Then I note a stream of mathematical notations: the Larmor formula. Maxwell's equations in curved-space time. Wheeler-Feynman absorber theory. And a hundred others that even I don't recognize.]

This is a prime example of the MC being completely unbelievable. This level of mathematical ability was never explained in his training. It’s nonsense.

How can a planetary system-wide drama feel SO white coded? You can sprinkle in the occasional POC, but so much of this is futuristic-WASPy shite.