This book is so unrelentingly sad. So, so sad. It finds a way though, despite naming every tragedy imaginable, to make the story of Mariam and Laila seem entirely believable, and even common. It's beautiful prose, full of personal touches - I felt just as home in it as I would reading Richler in Montreal. It was a reasoned view on the political front, that purposefully left unanswered the question of what would happen in halls of government next. Absolutely fantastic, and made me feel love despite being crushingly depressing.
9/10
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