At times it feels like the author's been traumatised by someone influential in his life who suggested that he lacks the merit of forming long, intricate, tricky and, for the love of all the saints that passed through the surface of Almighty's garden, pointless sentences; thus Mr. Adamson, by all means, never lets ten pages go by without adressing said bug and getting you to struggle with it no matter how non-enigm...
— Oct 25, 2017 04:43AM
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