Anything by Dostoevsky, that shit is just too dense, stop describing every god damned item, piece of furniture, wallpaper, and hair follicle and get on with the fucking story already. The Idiot had three full pages of tiny text describing a train cabin and the one guy in it, absolutely not for me.
Anything by Dostoevsky, that shit is just too dense, stop describing every god damned item, piece of furniture, wallpaper, and hair follicle and get on with the fucking story already. The Idiot had three full pages of tiny text describing a train cabin and the one guy in it, absolutely not for me.