And then, surprise: I had many times to rest the collection not to sink in disgust. Neither writing nor the themes I liked. The narrative system is identical to a new one. Process wanted no doubt, but a repetitive bordering on lack of originality.
"The bubbles" could have been a new Characters of La Bruyere. We are far. Very far. It wants acerbic and it is ultimately only villain. It's meant to be ironic, and it is ultimately only gall and Free indiscriminate attacks. Some new have almost brought me to the verge of nausea. Some aspects discussed are unhealthy, perverse. The author must have intended to brush the wrong politically. It's just heartbreaking.
I undoubtedly am not part of the intended audience of this literature, and others love or have loved, I can understand. Personally, total disillusionment. I barely got a smile. Or a regretful smile to read so little positive. Do not read a depressing evening: it would make you lose all sense of hope in the human being.
