Book by Carter Nick
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Vendeur : Crappy Old Books, Barry, Royaume-Uni
Paperback. Etat : Used. Ah, the 1980s: a decade of shoulder pads, synth music, and, as you might surmise from the ominously titled "Time Clock Of Death," an era where literary musings occasionally leaned towards the macabre. Nick Carter, not to be confused with the pop sensation (though they both seem to have a flair for the dramatic), takes readers on a whirlwind tour of mortality, time, and, arguably, the most insidious of all: deadlines. You might find yourself pondering just why a clock needs to be associated with death; wouldn?t a calendar have sufficed? Alas, the clock tick-tocks away in this riveting narrative?much like your own life, but with more suspense and perhaps a few less bills to pay. This book promises existential dread on every page, delivered with a side of wry humour and a plot twist that may just leave you gasping for breath. Or maybe that?s just the result of that third cup of tea. Who?s to say? Set against the backdrop of an ambiguous locale that screams "not quite here, not quite there," Carter?s work navigates through a labyrinth of red herrings and questionable life choices made by its cast of characters, who may or may not have a healthy respect for the time they have left. The clock doesn?t just tick; it taunts. It?s almost as if it?s whispering in your ear, reminding you that every second wasted is a second you?ll never get back. Has that cup of tea gone cold yet? Better drink up, dear reader?time waits for no one! Within these pages, expect a delightful array of tropes to rear their heads, including: Characters who make decisions that baffle even the most lenient of readers. A plot that might unravel faster than a poorly knitted sweater on a frigid evening. Dialogues so sharp you might want to handle them with gloves. Numerous references to clocks that only seem to amplify the dread of their ticking. A climax that may or may not be as explosive as a damp firework on Guy Fawkes Night. Condition: This copy has seen its fair share of time?think of it as the literary equivalent of a vintage wine, albeit one that has perhaps aged a bit too long. It bears the marks of a previous life, with dog-eared pages, annotations that suggest someone was deeply moved (or utterly perplexed), and a cover that has survived more than a few caffeine spills. It?s as if someone took a deep breath before diving into the existential abyss of Nick Carter?s imagination and then promptly forgot about it all until they discovered this relic in their attic last summer. But fret not! These signs of wear are a badge of honour, hinting at the countless hours spent contemplating the imminent doom of the clock while sipping on lukewarm tea. Each crease and stain adds character, much like the author?s own peculiar take on time, death, and the hilarity of life?s absurdities. So, if you?re in the market for a book that mulls over the fleeting nature of existence while simultaneously providing the perfect excuse to avoid that awkward dinner party invitation, look no further! Nick Carter?s "Time Clock Of Death" awaits its new home amid your collection of slightly questionable literature. Available exclusively from Crappy Old Books, where every tome has a story?even if it?s about how long it took to find a new shelf to live on. N° de réf. du vendeur 1756
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