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We were going out stealing horses. That was what he said, standing at the door to the cabin where I was spending the summer with my father. I was fifteen. It was 1948 and ... More
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Born into a troubled family in a Danish seaside town, the heroine of To Siberia clings to her brother, and he to her, with a desperate devotion. The novel tells the story of ... More
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A profound novel. Masterfully written ... both timely and timeless. A beautifully enlightening treatise on grief and identity disguised as a novel. Highly recommended. --- ... More
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Born into a troubled family in a Danish seaside town, the heroine of To Siberia clings to her brother, and he to her, with a desperate devotion. The novel tells the story of ... More
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We were going out stealing horses. That was what he said, standing at the door to the cabin where I was spending the summer with my father. I was fifteen. It was 1948 and ... More
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Born into a troubled family in a Danish seaside town, the heroine of To Siberia clings to her brother, and he to her, with a desperate devotion. The novel tells the story of ... More
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We were going out stealing horses. That was what he said, standing at the door to the cabin where I was spending the summer with my father. I was fifteen. It was 1948 and ... More
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A profound novel. Masterfully written ... both timely and timeless. A beautifully enlightening treatise on grief and identity disguised as a novel. Highly recommended. --- ... More
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A profound novel. Masterfully written ... both timely and timeless. A beautifully enlightening treatise on grief and identity disguised as a novel. Highly recommended. --- ... More
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We were going out stealing horses. That was what he said, standing at the door to the cabin where I was spending the summer with my father. I was fifteen. It was 1948 and ... More
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