It's an awful, sick feeling when a previously-favourite author turns out to be an utterly horrific person.
I cannot keep their books in my house now knowing what sort of person they are.
They're not even going to charity shops, they're going straight in the bin. Or paper recycling.
I cannot keep their books in my house now knowing what sort of person they are.
They're not even going to charity shops, they're going straight in the bin. Or paper recycling.
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