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It can be very interesting for straight women interested by Arab World Sexism, as well as for anyone interested in Middle Eastern societies dynamics in recent decades.

I don't suggest it to karens or ppl with transphobic sensibilities: it'll further clog ur minds in dissociative thoughts from a masculine reality that you've never experienced firsthand; you live another reality, but you will not experience this one!

This one was the most boring part so far, from the halfway point until I reached 70% of the book.
Maybe that's why I've been digesting the pages less, and started skimming the text faster and faster.

The story doesn't offer thematic innovation for those accustomed to small towns and provincial mentalities, whether of the common people or the working class; however, the author's voice is inspirational.

I had great writing ideas from simple phrases and the reuse of common words in more poetic ways. This allows us to explore synesthesia, even if it's not the main focus of the narrative, as are the action verbs.

It's very interesting how the author subtly shows the educational differences between poors, the emerging middle class, and riches; without needing to explicitly state which social group is acting as described, you simply make the association... While the latter resolve their problems with escape and silence, the former resort to verbal or physical violence.

It's amazing how the use of dialogue can make the reading faster. Not that the first chapters are weak, but the 100% indirect language makes reading a text written in the past tenses even slower.

Does every novel need to have a character with clichés like men are from Mars and women are from Venus?

"... et affirmait, péremptoire, que les cœurs de femmes étaient tout à la fois semblables les uns aux autres et indéchiffrables pour un cerveau masculin aussi novice que le tien".

That's a power deads have over us: not just about missing them or not seeing them ever again. They remain alive in our memory, our eyes' corners, lurking us. And we'till don't have a word for this feeling beyond longing, grief, fear, or superstition.

"Dans un mélange de superstition et de fatigue, tu imaginas qu’il pouvait être là, présence invisible, omnisciente, observant tes gestes et déchiffrant tes pensées."

How to keep reading if every single page you wanna post here and share with everyone?

"...ton arrivée fut un courant d’air sur son château de cartes laborieusement érigé. Elle te lança un regard noir mais se radoucit aussitôt, comme s’il lui avait fallu quelques secondes pour comprendre que ce deuil était aussi le tien."

Punk! Não que seja o significante histórico dessa palavra. Mas foi a única que pensei agora. Punk!

"La vie commencerait plus tard. Pour l’heure, ce n’était pas la vie. C’était une attente, un répit peut-être, l’enfance, une lente préparation. À quoi te préparais-tu ? ou, plus précisément, à quoi te préparait-on ?"

I'm reading directly in French. 2023 edition with corrections by Julie Robert.
My first impression is that an intermediate level of French is necessary.
I've been reading on Kindle, which helps a lot because of the French-French dictionary. But there are certain sentences where you need to use Wi-Fi to look up some sentences full meaning. There have been three such instances so far, to be precise.