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He had a hard-bitten, emaciated face framed in shoulder-length brown hair.
Prominent cheekbones, a missing lower tooth. He was leaning on a cane,
grinning; his pupils showed against his irises like planets eclipsing green suns. "
That's Jack ...
Gray streaks in his shoulder- length white hair, a tanned face seamed with lines
of merriment. His trousers and shirt were sewn of flour sacking, the designs on
them worn into dim blue words and vague trademark animals. He squinted at her.
The Baron slipped off the mooring line and heaved against the boat with his
shoulder, trying to push it out into the current. "Gimme a hand, damn it!" he said. "
Else this whole place liable to go up!" All heaving together, they managed to
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - dukedom_enough - LibraryThing
We've been taught in recent years to think of mindless brain-eaters when we hear the word "zombies". In 1984, Shepard's first novel inverted the stereotype. A secret medical project, hidden in the ... Read full review
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - dbsovereign - LibraryThing
I just don't like zombies, sorry...Not a bad book, sort of reminded me of Shelley's _Frankenstein_. Read full review