Just finished chapter one and I'm floored. I love Vonnegut's prose and the trauma fucking seeps through the pages. "(...) - here's the book. It is so short and jumbled and jangled, (...), because there is nothing intelligent to say about a massacre. Everybody is supposed to be dead, to never say anything or want anything ever again. Everything is supposed to be very quiet after a massacre (...)"
— Oct 12, 2025 09:43AM
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