nightdog_barks: (Sunflower)
Oh my god I am still so tired. I am getting better, but this is going to take a while. Anyway, I read some books ...

1) Theft by Finding: Diaries 1977 - 2002, by David Sedaris. I loved this, but then I am a David Sedaris fan. There are times I can take or leave his essays and I know he can be an acquired taste, as it were, but if you like him then you should like this. What a cast of (real) characters! What an ear for dialogue! This is funny and sad and weird, and I hope his next volume of diaries comes out soon.

2) News of the World, by Paulette Jiles. I enjoyed this a whole lot more than I thought I would. It's 1870, and grizzled old Captain Kidd has been hired to take ten-year-old former Kiowa Indian captive Johanna from the Oklahoma border to her aunt and uncle outside San Antonio, Texas. Along the way there are bandits, unfriendly townspeople, and a near-constant threat of continued Indian raids. I thought Johanna's voice was a mite too precious at times, but this is a terrific story. If you liked True Grit and/or Lonesome Dove, you'll probably like this. Two thumbs up.

3) Alligator Candy: A Memoir, by David Kushner. This is a true crime story, and it's a heartbreaker. The author's older brother was abducted and murdered in 1973. The author was four years old, his brother was eleven, and this book is Kushner's attempt to come to terms with it all. It's a tough read at times, but I recommend it.

And now I'm reading an anthology -- Shadow Show: All-New Stories in Celebration of Ray Bradbury. So far I've read the first five stories, and I've liked Neil Gaiman's "The Man Who Forgot Ray Bradbury" and Sam Weller's "The Girl in the Funeral Parlor" best, although the others were pretty good too.

Otherwise ... it is still warm here, but you can tell the weather has changed. Layla is also much happier. And I'm terribly behind on comments. Sigh.
nightdog_barks: (Sunflower)
Because we had a huge hailstorm in the spring with golfball-sized hail, lots of folks in our area had to have their roofs replaced. Yesterday and today it was our next-door neighbor's turn. Tomorrow it will be OUR turn. :-P

I finished Lev Grossman's The Magicians, and, unlike so many of the people on Goodreads, I ... well, I loved it. I thought the story was engaging and I stayed up until almost 3 in the morning reading two nights in a row. I know the publisher apparently marketed it as "Harry Potter for grown-ups," but I'm one of the seven people on the planet who never read Harry Potter so I don't think I was coming to it with any real baggage. To me, there were echoes of Bret Easton Ellis (some people behave very badly in the book) and Ursula LeGuin, René Magritte and Giorgio de Chirico, J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis. (Not to mention our old friend, Donna Tartt.) There was a point in the book when I thought, "Oh my god these people are HORRIBLE and I hope something bad happens to them!", and another point when I breathed, "Oh, shit!" when something very bad did begin to happen. Yes, there are a couple of missteps by the author, including a moment when a minor Native American character is described as having a "hooked nose." It's perfectly plausible that someone who IS Native American could have the facial characteristic of a hooked nose, but ... um. Not a comfortable moment. I winced and shook my head, and kept reading. And now I'm ordering Grossman's next book in the trilogy.

So. Two thumbs up, a strong recommendation for a gritty, lyrical story with some deeply flawed characters struggling to figure out life, love, and the whole nine yards.
nightdog_barks: English robin on a white background (English robin)
1) I finished Paul Tremblay's Disappearance at Devil's Rock last night, and ... well, I'm glad I didn't buy it in hardback when it came out. It was not anywhere near as good as his previous A Head Full of Ghosts. I think Devil's Rock would actually make an excellent scary movie, but as a novel ... it just left me really cold. There were (to me) some strange writing choices, among them writing some dialogue as if it were from a script (so you get dialogue like Luis: No), which I think was supposed to convey immediacy but came off to me as simply lazy. And cut for spoiler ...  )

Anyway, the book just didn't work for me. No thumbs up. If you're in the mood for something REALLY scary, read Tremblay's A Head Full of Ghosts.

2) Spent a little time last night opening an Imgur account (because of this). I haven't seen any of my Photobucket-hosted pics vanish (yet), but there are at least two fic-related images I need to not go away, so I replaced the Photobucket links inside the fics with Imgur links. Then I discovered that the links on my Dreamwidth Annals page all pointed back to Livejournal, so I worked on fixing that.

3) Fireworks last night. Layla did not like.
nightdog_barks: (Horse Weathervane)
Buckets of rain around midnight and then again very early this morning. Everything is green in the backyard -- the Tabasco peppers are the only things still producing, although there are a couple of baby figs on the dwarf fig tree and a couple of little green Satsuma oranges on the young citrus. The Tabascos look like tiny red firecrackers -- I don't think we've ever had peppers that grew upright like this (as opposed to serranos, jalapeños, and cayennes).

Reading Paul Tremblay's Disappearance at Devil's Rock, which is good, but not as good, I think, as his A Head Full of Ghosts, which was absolutely fucking terrifying. I read Paul La Farge's The Night Ocean last week but didn't like it nearly as much as I'd hoped I would. But if you're in the market for a book that sounds like Barbara Kingsolver's The Lacuna and Michael Chabon's Adventures of Kavalier & Clay got together and had David Mitchell's Cloud Atlas, then The Night Ocean is the book for you. Personally, I can only give it one thumb up. Mild spoilers ...  )

Have been restless and crabby the last week. Bah, humbug.
nightdog_barks: Retro comic illustration of a woman wearing a futuristic space helmet by W.T. Benda (Rocket Woman)
Otherwise known as jury duty, which I was summoned to this week.

Cut for a lot of blather about what it was like ...  )

OTHERWISE. It is hot and humid. In recent weeks, I have read:

The Sunlight Pilgrims, by Jenni Fagan. Apocafic, ahoy! Really liked it, two thumbs up.
Oleander, Jacaranda: A Childhood Perceived, by Penelope Lively. Memoir of the English novelist's Egyptian childhood. Very interesting, would recommend.
The Astaires: Fred & Adele, by Kathleen Riley. Short dual biography of Fred Astaire and his sister, Adele. Maybe a bit too heavy on the details of the behind-the-scenes construction of a Broadway musical, but still good.

Not sure what is up next -- maybe Min Jin Lee's Pachinko, maybe Paul La Farge's The Night Ocean, maybe something else. :-)
nightdog_barks: Illustrated close-up of a bird's head grasping a red berry in its beak (Bird with Berry)
1) It is heating up for summer, and I am tired and blah and ugh. :-P

2) I made a donation to the Public Theater, the organization behind the Shakespeare in the Park production of Julius Caesar that has Delta Airlines' and Bank of America's knickers in a twist.

3) The less said about that insane Potatohead praise circle this morning, the better. Jesus H. Christ, how has the earth not opened up and swallowed all these spineless sycophants?

4) Has anyone here seen the Australian movie The Babadook? I missed the first 20 or so minutes, but the rest of it was amazing and holy shit, so DARK and creepy as hell.

5) Currently reading Jenni Fagan's The Sunlight Pilgrims. Aside from what I thought was a bit of unrealistic dialogue in one chapter, I am liking it a lot.

6) Blackmare and I should have a Housefic up pretty soon. :-)

7) Pretend there's a number 7 here to make an oddpost. :D
nightdog_barks: Crispin Glover as Mr World in American Gods (Mister World)
1) Ugh, a very blah day today. Mostly sunny and humid, but looking forward to tomorrow because our local Calloway's will have marigolds for 99 cents. Our two big flowerpots out front are empty and some bright, happy marigolds will look nice up there.

2) Still reading the Walter Winchell bio, and was amused to learn that his first job as a "real" newspaper columnist (as opposed to working for an industry organ) was for a publication (the New York Graphic) widely regarded as the worst newspaper in America, if not the world. In covering one crime story involving a killer named Carillo, the editors found that they didn't have a photo of the man, so they used a picture of the actor Leo Carrillo (note spelling) instead. :D

3) Layla may be two and a half years old, but she proved last night she still has some puppy in her when she stole one of Mister Nightdog's running shoes and neatly bisected one of the laces.

4) Still watching Doctor Who and Class, but right now I think I am getting the most enjoyment out of American Gods. Crispin Glover as Mr. World in the last episode was just a walking Ball of Sheer Crazy and was absolutely terrifying. That smile omg.

5) Working on a fic but it is going very slowly.


May. 12th, 2017 04:01 pm
nightdog_barks: Illustration of a young girl wearing a cat mask bandit-style (Mask Girl)
Partly cloudy, partly sunny, cooler than it has been, which is a relief. There was another young opossum in the backyard last night -- Layla was barking at it ferociously and scaring the hell out of the poor thing (it was backed up against the fence as far as it could go without becoming one with the fence), so we made her come back in the house. We have not seen the baby bunnies in several days, so I'm devoutly hoping they've hopped away to other, greener yards.

Finished reading Charlie Jane Anders' All the Birds in the Sky, and while I liked it, I didn't love it. It was definitely a page-turner, but the more it went on, the less connection I felt with any of the characters, and I thought the SPOILER ) was ridiculous. So, well. One thumb up?

Now reading Anthony Loyd's My War Gone By, I Miss It So, which is a nonfiction account of his time in Bosnia in the 1990s as a war correspondent. As one might expect, it is not a fun read.

Thought the second episode of American Gods was much better than the first. Guest spots from Gillian Anderson and Cloris Leachman really lifted this one. Still enjoying Class on BBC America.

In old news, President Potatohead and his cronies are still pigs.
nightdog_barks: Man on a white horse (Passion)
So I read Kij Johnson's The Dream-Quest of Vellitt Boe and really liked it. It's basically sort of a fanfic remix of H.P. Lovecraft's The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath, with the protagonist changed to a middle-aged lady professor of mathematics. Reader, I loved her. Vellitt Boe was smart and sensible, and I could've easily read another hundred pages of her adventures (my paperback copy was only 165 pages, so it's a very short book). I know she could easily have slipped into Mary Sue-dom, but she really didn't ping my Sue-dar at all. Okay, I did think the Quest went on a little too long, but that was my only complaint. Two thumbs up, 9/10.

Also I have been watching Class on BBC America and enjoying it, especially Katherine Kelly as Miss Quill. I also watched the first episode of American Gods and thought it was pretty good (I read Gaiman's book years and years ago but don't recall a great deal about it). I am amused to see that Ricky Whittle (playing Shadow Moon, the main character) is a Brit -- I thought he was an American. :D

Weather has turned cool and windy again. This is an up and down spring.
nightdog_barks: (Dorothy)
Literally, it was a blur. I had my annual eye exam, which involves doing the pupil-dilation thing so the doc can peer into the depths of your skull eyeball. It's not a fun activity, and I actually skipped it last year because I am a big wuss. Anyway, my life was a bit fuzzy around the edges most of the day. It's all good, though -- no diabetic damage, and the "little cataract" (doc's term) in my left eye ... is remaining little. :D

Started reading Sebastian Barry's The Secret Scripture, and so far, despite some very long sentences, I am enjoying it. *g*
nightdog_barks: English robin on a white background (English robin)
I was so sorry to hear that Jonathan Demme has passed away. We saw his Talking Heads' concert film Stop Making Sense in the theater when it came out, and it was a revelation in movie-making. I own the DVDs for both that film and his Neil Young: Heart of Gold, which is (almost) equally terrific.

Finished reading Elif Batuman's The Idiot last night, and ... well. I really liked it. I liked it a lot. I thought Batuman did a pitch-perfect job capturing the voice and outlook of a 19-year-old college freshman and thrusting us into her life. What really disappointed me were the many stupid comments on the "pro" review sites (Slate, the AV Club, the Washington Post), left by people who had never read the book but thought they knew everything about it. I know, I know -- you're not supposed to read the comments. :-P

Weather is on a yo-yo string; ridiculously warm yesterday, almost chilly today. Have not seen any baby bunnies for a couple of days now (and I am glad; they are adorable but I want them to move on because Layla). Also noticed we have another tomato, this time from one of the Black Krims.

Watched Lincoln the other night and enjoyed it. Afterwards I fell down a Wikipedia rabbit hole -- guys, meet the last person to have looked Abraham Lincoln in the face. (The Life magazine article cited at the bottom, #6, is a somewhat more detailed write-up, although you have to scroll a ways to see it. But then you get to see all the cool period ads.) :-)

Goings On

Apr. 18th, 2017 06:46 pm
nightdog_barks: (Tomatoes)
We have a baby green tomato! Carnival turns out to be first past the line -- all the other plants are blooming, but this is the first fruit I've seen.

Also in the news ... I thought the little baby cottontail I first wrote about on April 14th had been relocated by Mama Bunny, because the fluff covering the nest had gotten much sparser and Layla didn't seem to be interested anymore. BUT NO. We discovered this afternoon that Little Bun is still here. Layla was very excited, so I moved a bit of fluff away, and lo and behold there was a tiny hind leg, kicking. The burrow (and it looks like a decent burrow now, not a shallow scrape in the soil) is deeper -- the only thing I could see was that little hind leg. Not that I wanted to see any more; I'm sure it's got enough on its tiny bunny mind, being barked at by a giant black dog. *g* I had been planning to remove the lawn chair and tomato fencing we've got over/around the nest, but obviously ... can't do that now.

I finished reading Zadie Smith's Swing Time, and I felt pretty ... meh about it. I loved the first section, when the (nameless) narrator and her friend Tracey are little girls growing up in London, and I really wished Smith had kept that focus instead of opening up the story to include this Madonna/Angelina Jolie mashup character that Nameless Narrator worked for. Parts of the book were terrific (especially the early parts), but as a whole it just didn't work for me. Anyway, now I am reading Eunice Lipton's A Distant Heartbeat: A War, a Disappearance, and a Family's Secrets, which is nonfiction and is about Lipton's search for the details of her uncle Dave Lipton's life -- an uncle who died very young, fighting in the Abraham Lincoln Brigade in the Spanish Civil War. I also bought Charlie Jane Anders' All the Birds in the Sky and a collection of short stories, The Djinn Falls in Love & Other Stories (edited by Mahvesh Murad and Jared Shurin).
nightdog_barks: (Sunflower)
Well, it appears we have gone straight from winter to summer. It was 92 here yesterday (33.3 Celsius) and today it is supposed to be around 88 (31.1). Everything is green and growing, but jeez this is too warm too early.

Anyway. Here are the last three books I've read ...

1) All Things Cease to Appear, by Elizabeth Brundage. I liked this a lot! Unfortunately I thought the ending was way too rushed and tied up much too neatly, but it was still a very good read. It's a ghost story/murder story (I'm calling it "murder story" instead of murder mystery because c'mon, there's really no mystery about who the killer is), with distinct echoes of Donna Tartt (a lead character is an art historian at a small upstate New York university) and Patricia Highsmith (The Talented Mr. Ripley). The author does a great job of a place in time (the late '70s), and I'd be interested in picking up another book by her.

2) Hero of the Empire, by Candice Millard. (Actually it's a much longer title but I'm not going to type it all out kthx.) Omg I loved this. Millard has the wonderful ability to take a story we already know the answer to (Winston Churchill's capture and escape from the Boers during the Boer War) and make it nail-bitingly exciting. RISKS! CHILLS! THRILLS! WHERE ARE THEY NOW? Well, dead, but still. Somebody should make a movie of this. Two thumbs up! :D

3) Sweet Lamb of Heaven, by Lydia Millet. I wanted to like this. I really did. Woman hears voices in her mind, woman leaves creepy husband, woman finds refuge in run-down old motel on the Maine coast ... woman's story descends into New Age-y psychobabble about God, the language of trees and other plants, metaphysics, and an antagonist who is either God, the Devil, or a technological glitch in reality. I don't know. By the end, I didn't care. No stars, no thumbs up, wtf did I just read?

SO. Now I am reading David Halberstam's The Coldest Winter, which is about the Korean War. Figured I should learn about the first one before the next one starts. AMIRITE OR AMIRITE LOL :-P


Mar. 5th, 2017 06:56 pm
nightdog_barks: 1920s style illustration of a woman reading (Reading modern woman)
1) A very grey and dreary day here with occasional rainy sprinkles. A pair of wrens have built a tiny "cave" inside a thatch of dead lemongrass (in a large pot on a wrought-iron table on the deck) and lined it with dead leaves. I can't tell if they're using it, though -- every now and then I take a peek inside but they're never there and I haven't seen them going in & out lately. From what I've read, wrens build more than one nest and then choose one, so maybe they didn't choose this one. I'll give them some more time.

2) Speaking of birds, here is a gorgeous example of a murmuration of starlings from today (in the UK, on Twitter).

3) Finished Montefiore's Romanov biography and immediately ordered his history of Jerusalem. Two thumbs way up for the Romanov book, strongly recommend, but good god in the end it is so sad. Three hundred years of history coming to a squalid, brutal little end in a dark little cellar -- murder by a group that included at least one drunk and a psychopath, and the whole gang of them couldn't even shoot straight.

4) Watched two silly movies last night -- The Nice Guys, and X-Men: Apocalypse. Did not care that much about either film, but I did laugh out loud for real at the elevator scene in The Nice Guys.

5) Here is a really interesting article from Smithsonian magazine about what happened to the Greenland Vikings. I don't actively look for stories about the Vikings and/or Greenland, but when I see them I read them, because many years ago I saw an article like this, and I immediately thought of an AU historical fic in which House was a Viking put out to pasture, as it were, running a small shore station with a few comrades. I still think about it every now and then. I wrote quite a bit; maybe I should release it as a Fly Free Little WIP. :-)

Five things make a post. :D
nightdog_barks: Illustration of a rabbit's head with long ears, facing left (Father Rabbit)
There was a cottontail in our backyard last night. Layla, needless to say, was very excited and wanted to go chase it, but we wouldn't let her (we are very mean). The cottontail could tell it was being watched (by us and the dog), and so it just sat still for a while. Then it relaxed enough to look around, and then enough to forage around in the grass and dirt. Layla eventually got bored and decided to take a nap. :D

Finished a very good book -- Wake, by Anna Hope. The story follows three women -- Ada, Evelyn, and Hettie -- through one week in November, 1920. The Great War has only been over for two years, and its effects are still rippling through their lives. I really enjoyed this short novel and give it two thumbs up. Now reading Simon Sebag Montefiore's new history of the Romanov dynasty, and so far it is excellent.

The weather is still wildly unseasonable -- much too warm, and today we are waiting for rain.
nightdog_barks: (Gingko Leaves)
It started raining last night at around 10:30 or 11, and basically didn't stop until about 40 minutes ago. So that's a good soaking that we really needed.

Finished reading the Steven Jobs biography last night and thought it was terrific, although at times it was genuinely painful when Isaacson would talk about Jobs' acts of selfishness and all-around general assholery. I mean, the man screwed his friends and colleagues out of bonus money and stock options. He treated people like dirt. He parked his Mercedes in handicapped-parking spaces (sometimes he would angle it in so it blocked two spaces) (I am not making this up). AND YET. He was a creative genius. He changed the way we use computers, the way we make phone calls, the way we listen to music. (I'm using the general we here; I don't own any Apple products.) He was a genius, and yet he could be such a shit human being. (Aside: I have Isaacson's bio of Benjamin Franklin on my to-read shelf; I suppose I'll get to that sooner rather than later.)

Also last night was the 10th (and final?) episode of The Young Pope. I've watched all 10, and for me, they were 10 of the best hours of TV I've seen in a long time. I loved this series -- its moments of surreality, its dream-like atmosphere, the beautiful cinematography, the very human protagonists. Two of the episodes (Nine and Ten) reminded me of Magnolia and the way that movie treated the stories of secondary characters. Kudos to The Young Pope, and especially to Jude Law, Silvio Orlando, Javier Cámara, Cécile de France, and, I suppose most of all, to Paolo Sorrentino, the writer/director/creator of this dazzling show. If it was available on a U.S.-compatible DVD set, I would buy it right now.

And I guess that's all I've got. :-)
nightdog_barks: (Oak Leaves)
The windows are open because it is 76 degrees here (24.4 Celsius). Just this afternoon I've seen chickadees, house finches, and bluebirds in our backyard. The bluebirds are especially pretty. I actually thought I might see Early Girl tomato plants for sale at Sprouts yesterday.

Finished reading Michael Chabon's Moonglow, and yes, I liked it a lot. But (is there always a but?) Chabon's narrative device kept me from being fully immersed in the story. What we have is something along the lines of Big Fish, where a father tells the story of his life to his son, except in Moonglow it's a grandfather telling the stories. And ... that, for all intents and purposes, is the character's name. He's my grandfather, and the other characters are my grandmother and my mother. Some of the secondary characters have names, but the main triad is nameless for 99% of the book (I think we learn the grandmother's name very late, but to me it wasn't clear if that was her or not). Anyway, this kept tripping me up. I mean, I guess I shouldn't have had a problem, but I did. Also there were a couple of points in the narration that seemed to be either bad editing or plot holes or Chabon indicating an unreliable narrator -- one of them was explained near the end, the other wasn't (a character who had two eyes, about 10 pages later, only had one). ANYWAY. It's a good read (some of the writing is just exquisite), but I think I liked Kavalier & Clay better.

Now I am reading Iron Towns, by Anthony Cartwright, and it is short and pretty good.

And because I am a Tom Hardy fan, I watched Taboo last night on FX. I like dark, gritty, and silly, so I thought it was great. :D


Jan. 4th, 2017 04:02 pm
nightdog_barks: A reclining winged cow reads a book (Reading critter)
Well, the fourth day of the new year is bright, but it was cloudy and grey earlier. It's still damp and chilly out, though. Supposedly we have a chance of snow flurries Friday morning. :D

Reading Michael Chabon's Moonglow, and so far it is very good but wow, the narration jumps around (in time).

Have resolved to try and finish some more Housefic WIPs. :-)
nightdog_barks: (Reading Girl)
Books read in 2012
Books read in 2013
Books read in 2014
Books read in 2015
Books read in 2016


The Witch of Lime Street: Séance, Seduction, and Houdini in the Spirit World, David Jaher
Moonglow, Michael Chabon
Iron Towns, Anthony Cartwright
Hitler: Ascent, 1889 - 1939, Volker Ullrich
Rivers of London, Ben Aaronovitch
Steve Jobs, Walter Isaacson
Wake, Anna Hope
The Romanovs: 1613 - 1918, Simon Sebag Montefiore
The Visible Filth, Nathan Ballingrud
All Things Cease to Appear, Elizabeth Brundage
Hero of the Empire: The Boer War, a Daring Escape, and the Making of Winston Churchill, Candice Millard
Sweet Lamb of Heaven, Lydia Millet
The Coldest Winter: America and the Korean War, David Halberstam
The Blizzard Voices: Poems, Ted Kooser
Swing Time, Zadie Smith
A Distant Heartbeat: A War, a Disappearance, and a Family's Secrets, Eunice Lipton
The Idiot, Elif Batuman
The Secret Scripture, Sebastian Barry
The Dream-Quest of Vellitt Boe, Kij Johnson
All the Birds in the Sky, Charlie Jane Anders
My War Gone By, I Miss It So, Anthony Loyd
White Tears, Hari Kunzru
Brightness Falls, Jay McInerney
Winchell: Gossip, Power, and the Culture of Celebrity, Neal Gabler
The Sunlight Pilgrims, Jenni Fagan
Oleander, Jacaranda: A Childhood Perceived, Penelope Lively
The Astaires: Fred & Adele, Kathleen Riley
The Night Ocean, Paul La Farge
Disappearance at Devil's Rock, Paul Tremblay
Miracles of Life: Shanghai to Shepperton, an Autobiography, J.G. Ballard
The Magicians, Lev Grossman
Deaths of the Poets, Paul Farley & Michael Symmons Roberts
See You in the Cosmos, Jack Cheng
Pachinko, Min Jin Lee
The Devil in the White City: Murder, Magic, and Madness at the Fair That Changed America, Erik Larson
Theft by Finding: Diaries 1977 - 2002, David Sedaris
News of the World, Paulette Jiles
Alligator Candy: A Memoir, David Kushner
Shadow Show: All-New Stories in Celebration of Ray Bradbury, editors Sam Weller and Mort Castle
American Gods, Neil Gaiman
The Good Life, Jay McInerney
nightdog_barks: Illustration of a young girl wearing a cat mask bandit-style (Mask Girl)
You were a pretty good month, except that you gave us a lunatic pea-brained grifter for a President.

Watched a really dumb movie, Eddie the Eagle, and a really good documentary, Underfire: The Untold Story of Pfc. Tony Vaccaro. The former was not redeemed by the presence of Hugh Jackman; the latter was amazingly good, the story of an American soldier who used his own small 35mm camera to document his WWII experience.

Still reading Farthest Field, which has gone from being "interesting" to "downright amazing." Seriously, this is such a good book about a subject I know very little about -- modern Indian history, specifically the role of India in the Second World War and the lives of individual Indians during that period. Two thumbs up so far.

Starting to see lighted Christmas decorations on our nightly walks, which is nice, especially as Layla is sometimes bemused by them and stops to stare. :D


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