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			Greedily gobbled up Monsters of Men. 
And as expected, I cried. 
Honest, proper crying, not just leaking from the eyes.  I put it down and cried because my throat hurt trying not to.  And not just at the end. 
 
And at least reading it alone I could call out all the way through the book, "Don't trust him!  Don't trust him!"  Which was right, but not a spoiler, as there are many people that could refer to, at many points in the book. 
 
And yes I will reread it. 
Reread all three. 
 
Wonderful. 
 
Recommend to anyone who liked Pullman's His Dark Materials. 
It's less complex in a narrative sense, but deeper and more emotional because the characters are better written and more well-rounded.  And no deux ex machina.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			
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