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First off, I LOVE FREDRIK BACKMAN. I’ve read a few of his books. A Man Called Ove touched me so much I named my jeep after Ove. I normally love his books and how he pulls at the reader’s heart strings and brings humor into sometimes not very humorous situations. That being said, I STRUGGLED
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The book is actually 20 pages long … not sure what those other pages are doing there… All seriousness, it was a cute premises, but as others have mentioned there are pages of pages of repeating going on. One character finds out something, tells in full detail to someone else who tells in full detail
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This is simply a poorly mapped out book. After finishing this book, I am thoroughly confused. The book starts off on an interesting start. It caught my attention. Which is probably the reason I kept reading it. Hoping for a glimpse of that beginning to make its way back to us. It doesn’t. Suddenly we
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