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The book is over, so am I. My heart ached while I was reading it, and even now something is sitting on my mind, something disturbing. Don't write books like this, friend, what do you mean by us? I don't want to say what, or rather shout...
But would someone who loves pain give up on pain even if tears flow from his mouth to his nose? Of course it won't pass. We cannot give up grief and sadness. Because this is the taste of the world, that is, the truth.
What a masterful pen, what a clear explanation, I liked it very much. Is the book good? I thought my friend, who said "What does beautiful mean?" and "perfect", was making fun of me in the first 50-100 pages. But then I was left up and down with the doubts and concerns of our hero, Zaur. I still had the same primitive feelings inside me, I was able to put myself in Zaur's place so well... Especially the attitudes and behaviors of those families, their accounts, their books... Is it so realistic and convincing that it can be told? The author has really done a great job, he is undoubtedly a must-read. Oh, I guess whatever I say about you will be a spoiler. Although I read the first 50-100 pages colorlessly and without excitement, I read the last 50-100 pages with extreme excitement and influence.
You know, there was a movie about Atıf Hodja from İskilip, the young man who researched his life wanted to run to the court at the end of the movie to save the man who was hanged decades ago, and he was running and running.
The book put me in such a mood.
The book ended at its fullest, I felt like I couldn't stand any more.
Stay with the book..