On a brighter note, I'm thoroughly enjoying this book by Canadian author, Stephen Marche. Not only in the book physically beautiful, it reads like poetry and is unabashedly made for print. The typography is varied and engaging.
Once again, it is incredibly sad. So sad, I can only read it in snippets. It's like a rich dessert -- too much and it makes one ache.
So I'm savouring it as I read and enjoying the experience.
I need a happy book, though.
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