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tell you what: Harrow the Ninth is more fun to read the second time round, immediately after reading some explainers and Nona
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without wanting to spoil, it's like the book has a much friendlier voice to speak through, and all the odd mad moments become unsubtle nudges at the big revelations to come.
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like—the Body telling her to lie about her age !!! I can very much imagine being 17 and these books just completely setting some uneven fucking foundations for my future emotional landscape. and also having the patience to tease all this out on my own, or with any kind of urgency