Bought this and iam 50 pages into it! What are your thoughts

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>infamous popularity

saged. Finish reading if not bait.

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>>9673294
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why would you want to discuss a book you haven't finished reading?

it's not long. you should be able to read the whole thing in a day or two. just finishing reading the book, anon.

>Hey, guys, I'm a retard. Tell me how to think.

>>9673286
i think that infamous doesn't mean "very famous"

>>9673294
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>>9673478
Its clearly bait. No one here reads books

Great writing, great imagery, and one supreme psychological creation. One of the great novels of our day.

>>9673286
beautiful cover

Meisterwerk. I mean, how inspired by the Muses must one be to pen such a paragraph as this, for instance?

A legion of horribles, hundreds in number, half naked or clad in costumes attic or biblical or wardrobed out of a fevered dream with the skins of animals and silk finery and pieces of uniform still tracked with the blood of prior owners, coats of slain dragoons, frogged and braided cavalry jackets, one in a stovepipe hat and one with an umbrella and one in white stockings and a bloodstained weddingveil and some in headgear of cranefeathers or rawhide helmets that bore the horns of bull or buffalo and one in a pigeontailed coat worn backwards and otherwise naked and one in the armor of a spanish conquistador, the breastplate and pauldrons deeply dented with old blows of mace or saber done in another country by men whose very bones were dust and many with their braids spliced up with the hair of other beasts until they trailed upon the ground and their horses’ ears and tails worked with bits of brightly colored cloth and one whose horse’s whole head was painted crimson red and all the horsemen’s faces gaudy and grotesque with daubings like a company of mounted clowns, death hilarious, all howling in a barbarous tongue and riding down upon them like a horde from a hell more horrible yet than the brimstone land of Christian reckoning, screeching and yammering and clothed in smoke like those vaporous beings in regions beyond right knowing where the eye wanders and the lip jerks and drools.