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A review by meatspaceproblems
The Festival of Insignificance by Milan Kundera
Lives up to its title, but not in a bad way. Circular, inconsequential, self important and enjoyable- as intended and as are all the characters. Would be a stellar dinner party guest but not someone you’d invite to anything without the buffer of catering.
Ps Tessa Hadley’s review of this in the guardian is perfection
Ps Tessa Hadley’s review of this in the guardian is perfection