Reviewing these both togethor as I read them back to bank. Had picked up The Jennifer Morgue over lunch one day from the bookstore right next to where I do my banking (a truly dangerous arrangement I am finding, paycheck gets deposited and then large chunks of it spent right away as I step out of the bank and succumb to the siren’s song of books to read next door) and started reading it on my bus ride home at the end of that day.
By next morning on my bus ride into work I had finished it and got off a stop early to visit a bookstore again to pick up a copy of The Atrocity Archives which I started on the way home that day and finished that night.
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