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I am at the first page and already… I am thinking about the horror not of isolation but of the lack of it. That no matter how deep you go, such as in the ocean, in the countryside, in the mountains, in the urban ruins, that’s still something that there’s still no emptiness you can find. The world constantly trying to get at you. Maybe I’m projecting.

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I feel like the author could bear to be more sensitive to colonialism, the voice felt a bit privileged.