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Don’t Trust Me: The best psychological thriller debut you will read in 2018. Joss Stirling
Читать онлайн.Название Don’t Trust Me: The best psychological thriller debut you will read in 2018
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isbn 9780008278649
Автор произведения Joss Stirling
Жанр Зарубежные детективы
Издательство HarperCollins
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First published in Great Britain by Killer Reads 2018
Copyright © Joss Stirling 2018
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Source ISBN: 9780008278656
Ebook Edition © February 2018 ISBN: 9780008278649
Version 2018-03-12
For Kate Bradley
Kate, you win the prize for Most Enthusiastic Editor. It’s been a pleasure working with you and the team at Harper Fiction. I hope you like your book!
‘human kind
Cannot bear very much reality.’
(T. S. Eliot, ‘Burnt Norton’, The Four Quartets)
‘She is brave and strong and broken all at once. As she speaks it is as if her existence is no longer real to her in itself, more like a living epitaph to a life that was.’
(Anna Funder, Stasiland)
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