pick⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ a timely novel, weaving some of the quite recent events of police brutality as well as the pandemic into the lives of an indigenous family and their friends. I loved the writing, quite humorous at times even though dealing with quite difficult topics. Oh yeah, and there are ghosts. And the story does get a bit spooky at times. I might need to reread this one since I was dealing with Covid myself while reading it.
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pick⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ This book was perfect. At first I felt some some parts were too dense and skipped over too quickly, not exploring the complex issues sufficiently. But in the end, it just felt right. It taught me a lot about Cyprus and some of its tragedies that happened in not too distant past and the pain that lives on in peoples hearts.
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pickBeautiful, tender, and unique…will forever see figs in a different light and will definitely be reading Elif Shafak‘s backlist now.
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Many years later, there would be other foot soldiers and commanders in race wars that never started and never ended, just as in centuries past. And there would be latter-day nationalists and citizen circles and patriots who from the forgotten fiefdoms of the territories heard the claxon bells of an orange-skinned king. And they would clamor ever louder to end the bloodlines of others to stem the end of their own.
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pickManipulation, heartbreak, adventure, love. This epic has it all. I got so lost in the reading, I could swear it was Ken Follet. And Jamie. Swoon. Reminded me of Anne Blythe's Walter. Interspersed between the chapters, you are treated to historical snippets of real aviators. This is my favored contender for #WomensPrize2022 No, wait. I forgot about The Sentence.
...they watched the evening's regular lineup of street performers: first there was the man with an amplifier strapped to the back of his bicycle who sang ballads and circulated through the crowds with a fistful of stale candies for sale; then the pair of fire breathers...armed with old Sprite bottles full of kerosene; and finally the man who took a live snake [and] fed it up one of his nostrils, and then pulled it back out of his mouth.
