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472 pages, Paperback
First published December 1, 2012
My roots were in a foreign land. I was born in France, a country with a beautiful body and fragrant scent. But, according to my father, my blood came from another country one far distant from the European land mass, a place that gave the world the scent of cloves and wasted sadness; a land of fecundity, rich with plants of myriad colors, shapes, and faiths, yet one that could crush its own citizens merely because of a difference in opinion.I love being able to add new shelves for my books on GR - it feels like an expansion of perspective, no matter how minor. I'm frequently surprised when I need to add a shelf as well: "have I really never read any Indonesian literature until now? Did I really not know any of this history?"