Sweet Death: A Novel
Told with dazzling narrative brilliance and the haunting power of an impassioned soliloquy, an astonishing parable of a woman's obsession of sweets and delicacies is seen. A novel of heartstopping intensity, black humor and passion not easily forgotten.
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He knocked on the door an hour ago. She let him in. They talked. Then came the
laughter. Now he's keeping quiet. Perhaps he's unable to stem the tide of words
flooding out of her? Unless he's enjoying the show she's putting on. I couldn't ...
hour when the city crowds are still asleep and I can walk my weight around
without brushing up against another living soul. An hour of misanthropy. I savor
for an extraordinary moment a city that is mine alone, like a huge cake I have all
An hour of nonchalance in surroundings of polished wooden paneling,
somewhat gloomy, of course, but the atmosphere is enlivened by a profusion of
healthy green plants. I'm quite comfortable sitting on a banquette of moleskin,
where my ...
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