“It was another Victorian pub, this time with enormous windows reaching almost from floor to ceiling, looking out on to a great grey 1920s building decorated with statues by Jacob Epstein. The nearest of these sat over the doors, and stared down through the pub windows; a fierce seated deity was being embraced by his infant son, whose body was weirdly twisted back on itself, to show his genitalia. Time had eroded all shock value.”

– The Cuckoo’s Calling by Robert Galbraith

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Even with all the commotion I hadn’t got round to reading any extracts yet, so this is interesting. How are you finding it overall?