Weight | 0.360 kg |
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Dimensions | 208 × 145 × 15 mm |
ISBN | 9781903110324 |
Cover | Paperback |
Publication Year | 2015 |
Publisher | Wrecking Ball Press |
£10.00
Kingdom
A stranger appears out of nowhere in a prison library and assaults a guard. Locked in solitary confinement, he relates his story to a listener over the course of one night.
Kingdom, the third novel from Russ Litten, spins together magical realism and hard-boiled psychodrama into a heartbreaking urban fable of human awakening. Ghosts may not exist – but sometimes they are real. Do you believe in life before death?
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