The very best books of the worst year yet

Well…hey, everybody. It’s been a while, huh.

Longer than usual, even.

Normally I’d come in here with some kinda attempt at a witty reintroduction and then act like no time had passed at all. But a lot of time did pass, in fact. 12 times, if you call a month a time.

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The best books of the worst year

Greetings, loved ones. Let’s take a journey (deep into the darkest depths of your memory, where if you have any recollection of my existence at all / the regrettable moment at which you smashed that follow button, such a thing would reside, monstrously ad alone).

I’m back.

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