passarinho's review
5.0
A short (in length) but dense book, with a very interesting style and structure. From the beginning, the reader is encompassed in a circle where the borders between fiction, biographical essay and philosophical thought are blurred, where the starting and ending point overlap, making the structure an end in itself. As if the process of telling a story, or the creative process in a broader sense, is failed from the get go, for the meaning of each word is limited and cannot fully portray the idea it refers to, yet the sole process of creating, of writing, conveys meaning in itself, which it obviously does, despite being non-linear, or gender-bending.
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