What? Who? I was holding a book and asking myself these questions. What did I just read? Who wrote this… this parcel of nerves, energy, perception, poetry, philosophy tied with some witty barbed wire? The page was lit. It was also familiar: this was the coup de foudre that lovers feel. Reader, that blow isn’t restricted to people. I had recently felt it with the Italian Elena Ferrante and, more recently still, the French Annie Ernaux. And here it is again with the Australian Beth Spencer.
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Australia
Lilydale
Victoria
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France
Bruxelles
Bruxelles-capitale
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