"Dazzling... Profound and urgent", was the quote from the Observer review on the cover. I was reading and reading, but I coundn´t exactly find 'my' Ian McEwan. Until I reached page 206. And there he was! Marvellous, frightful, charming, repulsive, addictive. I wanted to close the book to breath, but I couldn´t, I kept reading. I doubted him, I shouldn´t have. Sometimes we can simply trust.
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