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Perfect Strangers
The Happiest Refugee: A Memoir
The Captain's Daughter
The Trader of Saigon
Someone: A Novel
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A Killing of Angels
Gravity of Birds Pb
The Return
The Twenty-Seventh City
The Garden of Evening Mists. by Tan Twan Eng
All the bad writing habits from the first book has not been un-learnt and have been carried over to the second book. How much orientalism can one book take before it collapses on its own breathlessness on another cliché? Why hasn't any editor taken a heavy pen and do his/her job to make this less "The Good Earth" and more "Waiting" - "Merry Christmas Mr Lawrence" was so last century (literally)
