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... for the sun to rise and the stores to open so I can calm this unquenchable
desire that torments me and keeps me awake. I'll die of indigestion, nice and
warm in my rolls of fat. Happy. A telegram: my parents are about to leave for
At this moment, my mother is defying the laws of gravity as she flies 0H' to
Madagascar or elsewhere. I get on the plane as well. A terrorist armed only with
pounds of fat, I threaten the other passengers with my excess weight. They all
look at ...
How can he possibly know I'm not in Madagascar? Can he sense my presence?
Can he detect my lies, can he smell the stink from my intestines through the door
? He doesn't belong in this grotesque lair, handsome as he is, the negation of ...
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Jacket description: "An international sensation from the moment of its first publication in France, Sweet Death is a novel of heartstopping intensity, black humor, and passion not easily forgotten. A ... Read full review