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Sadly advertising and nonsense rule.
Book reviews are all puff pieces by friends or paid advocates of the author (or rubbishing pieces by enemies of the author or critics trying to cause a stir), blurbs are shorter puff pieces on the same lines, often giving too much away.
And nothing is any longer 'good'. It has to be sensational, wonderful, amazing such that anything which happens to be a little bit better has nowhere to go as regards description.
I remember the days of good, better, best and where unique meant there was only one.
Now something apparently can be even more unique than something else.
Thank god for Anthony Trollope.
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