Book Addict: Wizard of the Crow

I just finished my third reading of the Wizard of the Crow and it is still as excellent as it was when I first read it many years ago.

Wizard of the Crow is a humorous book (well, satire would be a better word here), about a fictional African country, its government, in particular its despotic ruler for life and two people, one accidental, one on purpose who actively seek to make life better for the people.

I love this book. The fact that I have read it more than once is proof enough. I rarely read a book more than once, and I rarely buy a book either, why buy when you can borrow and return? I bought this book twice and on each buying I read it as intently as if I were reading it for the very first time. It's just that good.

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