As a disabled, immunocompromised person living in make-believe no-Covid world amid revolving door poverty, an active genocide and increasing eugenics campaigns globally I am finding less and less reason to continue Being. Tell me how you’re doing it, dear reader, so that I can make living in unending despair at all bearable.
lol yeah I also read this as “how dense the book can be at times” even on second glance. I don’t think of periods in history as being “dense” but it makes sense now that you point it out