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I‘m not sure why I keep reading Toussaint‘s work. His novels are short and at times concentrate on descriptions of mundane activities by average characters, yet once in a while he hits a nerve describing a feeling or a situation we‘ve all experienced, but have never quite put into words, such as the encounter you have with someone at a party alone, sharing awkward anecdotes while other guests randomly stop by and leave your conversation, bored.
Schwifty It‘s perhaps this mix and the occasional subtle, dark joke that draws me back in. They‘re just odd little books and great for keeping in your coat pocket. 3y
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