As I looked to my left at 'The Border Trilogy', a book which I have already once attempted to read, the pages seemed to be raising up and down, almost as if it was breathing. The dog-eared cover and tattered pages were rising and falling like the chest of a sleeping animal. Perhaps my second attempt at this Cormac McCarthy compilation has summoned it back into being as its' words and characters breathe life into my own world.
Nonetheless, that was cool.
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