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You might want to position yourself in a comfortable chair before you begin, or place a cushion behind your back, as we know how arduous it can be to read things off the internet.
You might also care to prepare a coffee, a light snack, or to switch a light on before beginning. For starters, the writer delves into details about the plot which spoil the surprises a blind reading of the book might create, and likewise you are unable to form an opinion yourself and share your thoughts on the text in question. Conversely, you might have read the text and are familiar with the second person narration that addresses the reader directly and places them as a protagonist in the book.
In fact, you become so irate, you search for the book on Amazon, but are incandescent when you notice each review is also written in the same imitative style, and the gimmick becomes so irritating you have to leave the room for a moment to calm yourself down.
As you leave the room, someone knocks on the door. You are unsure whether to slam the door in my face, or to go get your credit card. You are very confused and frightened.
Feelings of arousal and apoplexy stir up inside you. You decide to call the police, but Mark Nicholls springs up from the chair as you move towards the phone.
You look for a blunt instrument to hit him with, but can find only a cup. You throw the cup, but he ducks and it breaks against the wall. You start to sob. That was your best cup, and there is coffee over the walls and carpet.
When you wake up, you are at your desk. Mark Nicholls and the coffee stain has gone. You wonder why there is a grapefruit in your left hand and an antelope on your sofa.
Those of you who read only the opening sentence and skipped to the end get a strange feeling of anticlimax.
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