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The room resembled a slaughterhouse — the walls, floor, and even ceiling were
splattered with red. Knocked-over chairs and pieces of chicken were on the floor.
On the bed lay a dirty sack with a man's head protruding out of it, murmuring ...
I followed him, only to pause on the threshold; this room was quite different — the
walls were covered, from floor to ceiling, with naked beauties from Playboy,
pushing out their soft, pink charm. A monstrous structure, once called a bed, ...
gerines on the tile floor and banged the door with my shoulder. It didn't budge.
Then, summoning all my strength, I hit it again harder, and only then realized that
the door was locked from the inside. It was the first time Andrewlka's door had ...
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Review: MetroUser Review - Michael Murray - Goodreads
So many richnessess in such a small book. Such lovable characters. An indictment of a political system that never could work, no matter how hard it hammered its citizens into place. Read full review