“London, the crouching monster, like every other monster has to breathe, and breathe it does in its own obscure, malignant way. Its vital oxygen is composed of suburban working men and women of all kinds, who every morning are sucked up through an infinitely complicated respiratory apparatus of trains and termini into the mighty congested lungs, held there for a number of hours, and then, in the evening, exhaled violently through the same channels.”
‘The Slaves of Solitude’ by Patrick Hamilton
BUY

Read my review of The Slaves of Solitude.

Try one of these 1st paras & discover a new author:-
‘Reading Turgenev/Two Lives’ by William Trevor
‘The Children Act’ by Ian McEwan
‘The Ghost Road’ by Pat Barker

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