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❝ Lansdale writes in a divine manner. Dirty like a peripheral latrine not cleaned for months, rough and raw, yet so smooth and natural it always leaves you pleasantly satisfied as you read.
❝ Lansdale doesn’t create a literary world: he suffocates it.
❝ Lansdale doesn’t give a damn about the story. It’s nice, but a way to speak in a fast, dynamic, and successful style (comprised of slang, swearing, cynical jokes, and even sharper comebacks) about his land.
❝ A sort of celestial Jack the Ripper, capable of promising us, his whores, rewards with one hand while with the other holding a sharp dagger to cut us better.
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