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DESPRE AUDIOBOOK. Un scriitor (întâmplător sau nu, având același nume cu autorul) duce o existență cât se poate de mulțumitoare: singurul conflict autentic din viața lui, după cum ne anunță chiar de la început, este încăpățânarea de a scrie, când, după toate aparențele, nu are de ce. În lipsă de alte frământări, observă în tihnă lumea din jur și începe să ne povestească pe un ton firesc lucruri banale care i se întâmplă, în cartier și prin împrejurimi: o vizită la o clinică de gastroenterologie, prezentarea unor cursuri de scriere creativă la o librărie sau un drum la frizer.

"تمكتو" واحدة من روايات أوستر الغريبة والتي يأخذنا فيها كالعادة إلى عالمه المتناقض ما بين العبثية والوجودية لكن هذه المرة سيكون بطل الرواية " كلب" فجميع الأحداث...

The dead don’t always stay buried. And some refuse to move on. After barely surviving his brush with death, Clay Donovan is stuck between worlds—his body clings to life, but his soul refuses to let go. As he struggles to understand the new rules of the afterlife, a restless spirit begins terrorizing a college campus, seeking vengeance on those who left him behind. Darcey, ever the fiend, is ready to do what she does best: eliminate the problem. But Clay isn’t convinced death is the only way out.

In this fiendishly original novel, Mark Leyner is a leather-blazer-wearing, Piranha 793-driving, narcotic-guzzling monster who has potential rivals eliminated by his bionically enhanced bodyguards, has his internal organs tattooed, and eavesdrops on the erotic fantasies of Victoria's Secret models–fantasies that naturally revolve around him.

Пугающая реальность этой фантастической повести родилась из доведенного до абсурда понятия "демократии" - когда каждый индивидуум живет по своим законам и борется против всех и все другие борются против него.

Jack was never “right,” but that’s a lot of what made him magnetic to other people. When he was younger, he was that guy that girls wanted to be around. People were drawn in by him, even later on when there wasn’t much of him left. I never understood that. He never really put a lot of energy into grooming and maintaining relationships with people. I guess when you see someone that is content spending their time alone, it creates a vacuum and people flood in like water choking a storm drain. Even as his deterioration became apparent, people threw him lifelines.

Shezlez the Self-Proclaimed is an absurdist story about a poor man's ambition to organise his own political party in an unnamed country characterised by moral apathy, poverty and heartless bureaucracy. Upon his first speech, so rousing as to attract the attention of the Progressive Party...

Was wäre, wenn du plötzlich eine Banknote im Wert von einer Million Pfund in der Tasche hättest – und sie nicht ausgeben dürftest? Doch statt Reichtum folgt eine schräge Achterbahnfahrt durch Gesellschaft, Gier und den Irrsinn des Anscheins. In bester Twain-Manier entfaltet sich eine humorvolle, clevere und zeitlose Satire, die zeigt, dass Geld nicht immer das ist, was es scheint.

Do Trees Know When They Fall? is a short fiction collection by Damon Stone. These "psi-fi" stories explore the strange, horrific, beautiful, and often ridiculous nature of consciousness — how it can warp and twist in ways that seem unimaginable when it isn't warping or twisting. The collection asks us to question the nature of "the human condition" by viewing it through strange lenses, in the hopes of uncovering whatever insights our "normal" lenses are unable to capture.

One dark, windy supermoon night in the near future, a woman's ill-timed tarot question rips open a portal between dimensions, unleashing cosmic chaos. Step right up to Venice Peach, a flamboyantly freakish circus on the gritty Venice Beach boardwalk, where bizarre talents and mind-bending spectacles are just the beginning. Get lost in a funhouse maze of reality-shattering events and untamed, sex-fueled showdowns.

The book takes place during a transitional period in man’s history: white collar professionals, specifically lawyers, are being replaced by robots, and the legal system is being taken over by a secret group known as The Machine Commission in Support of Artificial Intelligence. Presented as a collection of Judge Daylek’s recent decisions on sexual harassment, wrongful death, pollution, human rights, and intellectual property law, the hyperbolic fact patterns and the Judge’s unorthodox style parody mankind’s self-deluding grandiosity and foretell the future we are creating.

Dr. Eden Draco lives in “The Cone” shaped sanctuary in the middle of Derinkegel. Only young and healthy people roam the Cone. She doesn’t have to pay for food and drinks, education, housing, medical care or anything having to do with her upkeep. With assigned partners, the government made sure all the workers have nothing to want for. She lives in total bliss and happiness but feels like something is missing.

L'Empire du bien n'est pas un essai, c'est une charge, une provocation, un éclat de rire grinçant lancé contre le conformisme du monde moderne. Philippe Muray y démonte avec une ironie cinglante les travers d'une époque où le divertissement se confond avec la morale, où la critique est suspecte, où l'enthousiasme obligatoire dicte les règles. Dans la langue au panache aussi superbe qu'excessif d'un moraliste sous nicotine, Muray s'attaque à une société qui transforme tout en fête forcée et où la liberté de penser s'efface derrière le masque du bonheur collectif.

A seemingly unremarkable woman in her sixties stows away on dozens of flights. Inspired by a true story, THE SERIAL STOWAWAY celebrates the audacity of her tactics and the absurdity of her encounters, including a scholar of shrugging, a protester suing the CIA for implanting images in his brain, and the forgotten half of a comedy duo looking to resuscitate her career on reality TV. Comic and penetrating, this novel portrays the strength that can hide in invisibility.

Walter Schuler was undeniably dead, and there was no getting around that fact. But what led to his demise? Was there a goose involved in some way? Can a man truly be considered dead if no one in a position of authority is there to confirm it? Walter Schuler was gone, but did anyone actually care? As he rests in the deep freezer of his mansion, alongside a dead deer head that seems to have its own grievances with him, these are the kinds of questions he finds himself pondering.

Welcome to the Murder House. We investigate a Mystery House, one floor at a time. We start at the top. And work our way down through the Life-cycle of the insane house, picking up the jigsaw pieces to work out the deep mystery held within. And the Omega Circle group of friends are back. But terrible things are happening inside. All kinds of body horror and monsters and weird shit. Incredible things in deep bizarro surrealism.

Humor is healthy. Author & narrator Alfonso F.R. provides a vital tool for snapping millions out of hip-hop hypnosis, this audiobook. You’ve heard a disgusting hip-hop song today, haven’t you? The most pervasive poison in society is difficult to avoid. This “music" isn’t to empower, educate, or motivate you. It’s to hypnotize you into becoming a hedonistic derelict. Do you think it’s natural to listen to percussion instruments with a guy talking about drugs, violence, and depravity? The tribalistic war drums tap into your instincts to condition you into a life of idiocy. It isn’t music.

Follow Alice as she tumbles into a world where hats are mad, cats vanish mid-sentence, and queens take croquet far too seriously. Alice's Adventures in Wonderland isn't just a book—it's a portal into delightful absurdity, linguistic acrobatics, and the kind of dream logic only Lewis Carroll could conjure. With wit sharper than the Queen's axe and characters as bizarre as your strangest dreams, this is the ultimate escape for the logically exhausted and the wonderfully curious. Step through the looking... no, wait—that's another story. Just follow the White Rabbit.

Yah! Yah! Yah! written by Jack London: He was a whiskey-guzzling Scotchman, and he downed his whiskey neat, beginning with his first tot punctually at six in the morning, and thereafter repeating it at regular intervals throughout the day till bedtime, which was usually midnight. He slept but five hours out of the twenty-four, and for the remaining nineteen hours he was quietly and decently drunk. During the eight weeks I spent with him on Oolong Atoll, I never saw him draw a sober breath. In fact, his sleep was so short that he never had time to sober up.

Armand Bernal is breaking apart. The trials of youth become a torrential odyssey of dislocation and disorientation. In this bildungsroman for our modern age—an age of collapse—Ben Faulkner has created an unforgettable character wary of work, college, relationships, and the world at large, becoming an unstable young man moving toward an act of terrifying violence. Will he survive the gothic America of The Agonies?