Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma?
Those passages of books that hit hard.
Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma?
Those passages of books that hit hard.
David Sedaris š„°
āEarly the following morning, for the first time in years, I tipped into my coffee a heaped spoon of sugar. I watched the confined, nut-brown disc of fluid turn then slow in its clockwise motion, then lose all purpose in a chaotic swell. Tempting, but I resisted a metaphor for my own existence.ā
Machines Like Me, Ian McEwan
John Wyndham - The Chrysalids
Damn, Mervyn Peake could writeā¦
āAs she stepped forward on the empty board, it was for her like walking into space. Space, such as the condos have shrill inklings off, and the cock-eagle glimpses through his blood.ā
Titus Groan, Melvyn Peake.

North Woods - Daniel Mason

The Book Thief, Markus Zusak.
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