He’s a hopped-up hoaxster who cheats at Monopoly, has a passion for onion sandwiches, runs two miles before breakfast, loves having bodies around . . . Here’s an unforgettable glimpse into . . ....
Everyone dies alone. Everyone thrashes alone in the darkness until even the thrashing stops and all there is is darkness. For each his own separate darkness. But she died alone as only crippled men in charity wards die, whose wives and friends and children are...
They were killed, but they lived on. They were buried, but they were re-born. This is the story of a love that brought them...