Tedioso. Un accozzaglia di personaggi, dialoghi e svolte improbabili.
Uno di quei libri da raccontare in tre righe secche, oltre perdono già di forza.
"Home...What does that mean? I told you what I think about home. A pigeon has a home, a bee has a home. An Englishman has a home, perhaps. I have a domicile, a residence. This is my residence. This flat. This city. This country. Home is too mystical for me." (p. 197)...Continua