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A review by kolbyfeesh
The Flowers of Buffoonery by Osamu Dazai
this book escapes rating, definition- any way I would like to quantify it is beyond me. I will leave that for a better man
“What am I but a tangle of uncertainty and pride?”
“Who instilled me with this sick imperative to pin down every thought?”
“What am I but a tangle of uncertainty and pride?”
“Who instilled me with this sick imperative to pin down every thought?”