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The wheels of the train spit sparks, a dry branch snaps in the dark, the pipe pit crackles again, and from the metallic intestines of the train, a sound like a thousand souls shrieking can be heard all the while, as if to pass through the desert, it had to crush nightmares in clusters. (Pg 144)

Boy, can this author write.

Loving this author’s writing style!

“Why is it that looking through someone’s things is always somehow so sad and also endearing, as if the deep fragility of the person becomes exposed in their absence, through their belongings?” pg67

Quote: Me? I was raised in a car and, when you live in a car, you’re not worried about storms or lightning, you’re afraid of a tow truck.

Is this a crying book?

Yes, yes it is.

Well worth reading. Even having been an adult during the Rwandan genocide, there is much I am learning.

Dumping a lot of books lately for various reasons. I either can’t get into the book or the language is too coarse. That’s always a good indication I need to return to nonfiction for a while.