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ohkrasias 's review for:
The Pale Blue Eye
by Louis Bayard
The dead haunt us because we love them too little. We forget them, you see; we don’t mean to, but we do. And so they clamor for us. They wish to be recalled to our hearts. So as not to be murdered twice over.
this is absolutely insane, i love it
this is absolutely insane, i love it