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aoutrance 's review for:
The Emissary
by Yōko Tawada
All those words — dead ones and the ones that weren’t quite dead but that nobody ever used anymore — were stored in Great-grandpa’s head. He was always wanting to throw out old crockery or toys they didn’t use anymore, yet he kept all the old useless words in the drawers of his brain, never letting them go.Light on plot, but very heavy on Feelings, imo. Review to come.