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That sounds fucking miserable, man. And I don’t think anyone has the patent on breathless neuroses; that shit’s been hip since homo erectus at latest. Moving to my: BURN IT pile (of the mind)
A typical concise and effective MJ Nicholls wordsmith review with Cody’s cynical elocution appearing in the comments? It’s the crossover we’ve all been waiting for. I love both of you guys.
"the breathless neurosis of the narrator (a common symptom of the later millennial / Gen Z with a conscience) is explored resonantly"- I don't know, sounds appealing to me! :-)
Cody: A narrator that watches snuff videos in public then wonders unironically why they are so disillusioned with life is not a narrator I take to my cushiony bosom.
Jordan: We are the St. Lucia's Pitons of Goodreads.
Meike: As a far more generous reader than me, I'm sure you'd give this book the proper review it deserves! Once I happen upon a niggle when reading, that niggle grows and grows for me, until I'm buried under a pile of honky niggle.
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Jan 12, 2026 02:50PM
That sounds fucking miserable, man. And I don’t think anyone has the patent on breathless neuroses; that shit’s been hip since homo erectus at latest. Moving to my: BURN IT pile (of the mind)
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A typical concise and effective MJ Nicholls wordsmith review with Cody’s cynical elocution appearing in the comments? It’s the crossover we’ve all been waiting for. I love both of you guys.
"the breathless neurosis of the narrator (a common symptom of the later millennial / Gen Z with a conscience) is explored resonantly"- I don't know, sounds appealing to me! :-)
Cody: A narrator that watches snuff videos in public then wonders unironically why they are so disillusioned with life is not a narrator I take to my cushiony bosom. Jordan: We are the St. Lucia's Pitons of Goodreads.
Meike: As a far more generous reader than me, I'm sure you'd give this book the proper review it deserves! Once I happen upon a niggle when reading, that niggle grows and grows for me, until I'm buried under a pile of honky niggle.
