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Our lives are populated by spectacular horrors and ordinary terrors. We attempt to live our days in the moments and spaces between. This is the territory where Hiroko Oyamada writes her novels.

The Hole begins with both feet in the ordinary before spiraling off into an engaging, intriguing and finally, profoundly unsettling world where nothing and no one is what they appear. David Boyd, as we would expect from him, delivers another masterful English translation here.


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