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- Autorius: Joe Hill
- Leidėjas Harper Large Print
- ISBN-10 : 0061649457
- ISBN-13 : 9780061649455
- Formatas: 16 x 22.9 x 3.2 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
- Extra -15 % nuolaida šiai knygai su kodu: ENG15
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From the New York Times bestselling author of NOS4A2 and Horns comes this award-winning collection of short fiction.
Imogene is young, beautiful . . . and dead, waiting in the Rosebud Theater one afternoon in 1945. . . .
Francis was human once, but now he's an eight-foot-tall locust, and everyone in Calliphora will tremble when they hear him sing. . . .
John is locked in a basement stained with the blood of half a dozen murdered children, and an antique telephone, long since disconnected, rings at night with calls from the dead. . . .
Nolan knows but can never tell what really happened in the summer of '77, when his idiot savant younger brother built a vast cardboard fort with secret doors leading into other worlds. . . .
The past isn't dead. It isn't even past. . . .
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- Autorius: Joe Hill
- Leidėjas Harper Large Print
- ISBN-10: 0061649457
- ISBN-13: 9780061649455
- Formatas 16 x 22.9 x 3.2 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
From the New York Times bestselling author of NOS4A2 and Horns comes this award-winning collection of short fiction.
Imogene is young, beautiful . . . and dead, waiting in the Rosebud Theater one afternoon in 1945. . . .
Francis was human once, but now he's an eight-foot-tall locust, and everyone in Calliphora will tremble when they hear him sing. . . .
John is locked in a basement stained with the blood of half a dozen murdered children, and an antique telephone, long since disconnected, rings at night with calls from the dead. . . .
Nolan knows but can never tell what really happened in the summer of '77, when his idiot savant younger brother built a vast cardboard fort with secret doors leading into other worlds. . . .
The past isn't dead. It isn't even past. . . .
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