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    <name><![CDATA[Christy]]></name>
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  <date_updated>Sat Apr 25 04:33:34 -0700 2009</date_updated>
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    <body><![CDATA[Of everything I enjoyed the imagery and the italics of this book. <br/><br/>The italics were different peoples poetry or journal entries throughout. They were personalized, raw and didn't always make sense until I read them again. Ordinarily that would frustrate me but in this book it intrigued me.<br/><br/>The imagery was appealing because of course it's an entire book about ice. How many different ways can one describe their surroundings when they are surrounded by ice? Well, you'd be surprised my friends. <br/><br/>My trouble is the open end. There isn't enough of a plot or development to warrant a sequel and yet the end is left open like you should be expecting one. Though I can't imagine any type of sequel would be more than a chapter long. The entire book is a journey, a search for something one researcher saw a decade ago when he fell into an ice crevase. He never finds it...or does he? No, really, I have no idea.]]></body>
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