This is our constructed city, without question the geography of our souls, but these people are not us, they inhabit our city as if they belonged here, the presumption of their right to it is in every gesture, every glance, but they are not us, they're strangers inhabiting our city, though vaguely familiar, like strangers in our dreams.

E.L.Doctorow 'City of God'


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Fukushima Dreams launching 5th March

A gripping literary thriller set in post-tsunami Japan, where a missing child continues to haunt his parents long after the waves have receded. The secrets will out...

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