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Paul Auster - CITY OF GLASS (The New York Trilogy 1) Bernard Werber

The complexity of the Trilogy ...

I love Paul Auster ... I think I have written often enough (how does it too?) On these pages. But I do know that in recent months and I have discussed his work in complete disorder. And if I've already expressed that I was far more adept than his recent work as the first album (everything is relative and everything is still a very high quality), it was one day that I attack the City of Glass Auster.

I would not say anything new about the history, the author allows himself to take a private detective to get stuck in a mental gear that will result in a spiral winding and unpredictable. To the ends. As usual with Auster.

The author puts in its pages that called Sibylline different reading levels. Auster does it all the time. But here, I do not know if it is the density of the narrative, the concentration of words and situations that cause them, the levels are difficult to penetrate. Catchy, reflective, cathartic why not, but he should read this novel a good ten times after a thorough study of the literary work austerienne to penetrate all mysteries. The work has been done elsewhere. All I can say my level is how much I still enjoyed this work.

But it is a work in progress "of the human soul. A work voluntarily unfinished (I'm not talking about history, I understood that there was a trilogy!). The interior construction of characters that always inimitable talent Auster is partly left to the discretion of a player who will be able to place what they need for its understanding, to advance personally. It is an open book, a "red book" left to our liberty, our inner feather to our needs.

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