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- Autorius: Chris Walter
- Leidėjas: Gofuckyerself Press
- Metai: 2004
- ISBN: 9780981201085
- ISBN-10: 0981201083
- ISBN-13: 9780981201085
- Formatas: ACSM ?
- Kalba: Anglų
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Chris Walter writes like a man on death row, with nothing to lose, and East Van is his finest moment. A classic tale of addiction and greed that makes Trainspotting look like Chicken Soup for the Soul, this is one book you do not want to miss.
“A broken bottle on the sidewalk reflected sunlight, splintering it into millions of twinkling prisms. The mailman walked by, whistling a jaunty tune as he went about his job. Laughter floated from a window and touched Angie deep in a spot she rarely visited. It seemed to her as if there must be a softer world out there somewhere, just below the surface but maddeningly out of reach. Lyrics from a song long forgotten drifted through her head like nerve gas across a battlefield.”
It’s a beautiful world
For you
It’s not for me
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- Autorius: Chris Walter
- Leidėjas: Gofuckyerself Press
- Metai: 2004
- ISBN: 9780981201085
- ISBN-10: 0981201083
- ISBN-13: 9780981201085
- Formatas: ACSM ?
- Kalba: Anglų
Chris Walter writes like a man on death row, with nothing to lose, and East Van is his finest moment. A classic tale of addiction and greed that makes Trainspotting look like Chicken Soup for the Soul, this is one book you do not want to miss.
“A broken bottle on the sidewalk reflected sunlight, splintering it into millions of twinkling prisms. The mailman walked by, whistling a jaunty tune as he went about his job. Laughter floated from a window and touched Angie deep in a spot she rarely visited. It seemed to her as if there must be a softer world out there somewhere, just below the surface but maddeningly out of reach. Lyrics from a song long forgotten drifted through her head like nerve gas across a battlefield.”
It’s a beautiful world
For you
It’s not for me
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