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First of all, I would like to start by telling you about the life of the writer whose name I cannot even tell. Our author was born in Paris in 1821. All our author has wanted since he was little is to be a writer. This author, who was far ahead of his time, hardly aroused any repercussions even in France after the books he published. "Flowers of Evil", published in 1857 Only prosecutors showed interest in his book and banned six poems on the grounds of obvious obscenity.
As for this book we read, I first thought of the book as short stories, but as the author puts it, he sees it as a poem without rhyme.
While the author is presenting his book to his friend, he says, "I am sending you a small work. Those who say that this small work has no beginning or end would be a little unfair. Everything in this work is both a head and a tail at the same time."
I loved the book. I thought about very different things in every little story or poem, as the author puts it. It led me to think of different things. The author used a really effective language.
The chapters are short, but it is necessary to read every line and every word, they are all connected to each other. The author manages to make us think wrongly by giving us an ending that will surprise us at the end of the episode.
I thank Binkitaba and recommend you to read it.
