The B-I-B-L-E. That's the book for me. I stand alone on The Word of God. The B-I-B-L-E. :)
Quality stuff right there I tell you.
It's pretty much in a different league to all other books.
God wrote this one. It's fiyaahh.
Run, Baby, Run.
Gangs. Hatred. Violence. Sex. --> God. Love. Redemption. New Life.
The story of Nicky Cruz told so eloquently. Set in New York in the 50s. Sick language. It's compelling.
A Sunday At The Pool In Kigali.
This book made me cry. Cry like I was ripping off a whole row of plasters that had been on for a year from my arm.
I don't remember exactly its perspective or the storyline really.
All I remember is that it was set in Rwanda. And basically just told of all the horrors of the genocide and events surrounding it, much like Hotel Rwanda. Juxtaposed with a love story I think. (I'm gonna check) The thing that stuck with me most from the book was the recurrent descriptions of helpless women being raped and innocents being hacked to death. So horrible and so moving.
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