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O God Deliver me from this book...

I really don't know, what to do?
Should i leave this unread?
Its getting very slow and too much descriptive about the places. I feel like I am reading a book by Lonely Planet.

Finally the train started moving !!!

A feeling rose inside him, making him queasy, as though an elaborate formula he’d thought was perfect was now giving false results because of an unpredictable variable.

“You follow orders, yet you have your own opinion—sounds perfectly reasonable to me. Proper, even. Without people to question the status quo, how can we ever hope to arrive at truly rational decisions?”

He was like the thin crack in her apartment wall. She knew it was there, but she had never paid it that much attention. I

“The crime,” said Poirot, “was committed by a man of medium height with red hair and a cast in the left eye. He limps slightly on the right foot and has a mole just below the shoulder blade.”

“Poirot?” I cried.

“Mon ami, what will you? You fix upon me a look of dog-like devotion and demand of me a pronouncement à la Sherlock Holmes! Now for the truth—I do not know what the murderer looks like, nor where he lives.