Worst Purchase EVER

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After months of not having access to any Books I could read (on of the few downsides to living in beLoved ♥️Belarus🇧🇾♥️ is not having any English-Language Books available at any Library or Bookshop), mourning my inevitable exile from that Land, I have taken solace at the fact that, for the very least, I shall have access to English Language Books again.

This morning, I had gladly bought this Book, and was very happy...

Until I had actually rad it.

The first warning sign came in pretty early: the main character had been diagnosed with cancer (a type 4 melanoma = one of the genre's most favourite conditions, of course, given its terminality). This had already turned on a warning red light regarding the potential nature of this textual composition. However, the disgust level came rumbling soon after, as a new character came in - a repulsively unrealistic depiction of a young fanatic little christian guy from indiana, an eunuch-looking 22-year-old pastor (cult's führer) wanna be (you know how all those lamb-eyed venomous-spiders-in-disguise look, right?), who is apparently there to be her fucking guiding angel into the white light; or something. And, one of sparks' greatest praises to him is that he "never called in sick" = meaning, the composer of this revolting text is obviously subscribed to the SICK republicaNAZI idea, that "it is immoral to avoid dein Arbeit Macht Frei due to having a cold!! Recht links, recht links, zieg-heil - JA!!", same as ALL capitalNAZI wall-street MONSTERS, who make me wish for a Global Bolshevic Revolution, which shall FINALLY do AWAY with all their venomous kind.

In order to vomit like the chemo-struck main character of this capitalnazi republican pamphlet impostering as a "book" does, I had stopped reading right there and then, since (as you surely must have gathered by now) in my Proudly Socialist opinion, people who oppose Workers' Right for sick-leaves are THE lowest kind of scum imaginable, absolutely unworthy to be allowed breathing (although fine Labour Camps, where they shall be properly forcibly taught to accept Progressive Socialist Ideals, just might be a viable option for some). And herr nicholas sparks has proven himself to be one of those walking, talking and (sadly still) breathing pieces of the lowest garbage.

Be blessed the memory of the good denars I had wasted on purchasing that trash!!

NEVER AGAIN.