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Mar. 2nd, 2015 08:59 am
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Realistic assessment, I may not get through a full work day today. Last night I suddenly stopped being able to put weight on my right leg and any movement in my hips was painful. I got to the bathroom on 2 canes. I can put more weight on it this morning and have taken some tramadol. It is hard to bend over and also to turn over in bed, sit upright, etc. Very painful and sharp. Pain/tingling going down my leg into my foot. The "good" side is also aching but not super sharp pain.

I made my tea, ate some crackers, bent over to put cat food in the bowl (mistake)

Could not find my (spare) glasses and had to painfully tidy things up till I found them. They were in the bed in the first place I looked of course. I need to get new real glasses.

I will be very cautious today and will get d. to bring my walker up out of the garage.

Not going to despair. Laying low.

Wrote to my doctor to say what is happening. I will need some vicodin and I think a day or two of lying still. I am not sure whether to skip PT on Wednesday or try to do it. Right now I would not be able to get there anyway. But maybe by Wed. can do it with a ride (which I have already lined up)

Calling the pain clinic now to make sure my next sacroiliac injection is scheduled.

About to get my period so "not despairing" may also not completely be realistic as I usually have about half a day of PMS existential crisis/mood where I doubt everything and cry.

Leonard Nimoy, RIP

Feb. 27th, 2015 01:33 pm
[personal profile] yendi
It's completely replaced any discussion of llamas and dresses on my twitter feed, so I'm hardly breaking news here. Like millions of others, I grew up on Star Trek, catching the original series in reruns on local stations when I was a kid. I was never aware of fandom, as such, as a kid, but I was definitely a fan, even if a solitary one. (I also watched him on Mission Impossible, another show that ended before I was born but lived on in syndication.)

Spock wasn't technically my favorite character -- that would be McCoy -- but he grew on me, and he was certainly the most interesting character. And Nimoy, perhaps more than any of the cast, seemed to take his role with him (see the titles of his two bios) in a way that no one else did.

I distrust my perception of any celebrity, since by definition, they're conveying an image whenever they're in public, but Nimoy always came across as charming, sincere, and both amused and amazed that playing Spock gave him a level of cred that, in all fairness, he probably shouldn't have earned. But he always seemed to have a wonderful sense of humor about himself and saw that he could use the cred he'd gotten to try to make the world a better place.

Anyway, here's Nimoy leaving this world, his work complete, twenty+ years ago. Glad we had those extra twenty years. Wish we'd had more.

Classical Japanese Things

Feb. 27th, 2015 10:00 am
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Hope springs eternal, and so I have a new Classical Japanese study book. It is, like most of them, intended for high school students doing their required Classical Japanese studies; I have one like this from before, bought in a state of absolute panic in 2001, but that one assumes just a little bit too much about what you're learning from your real textbook, which is a problem if you don't have a real textbook.

It's very friendly. It assures me in the second chapter (the first chapter is "figure out the subject of the sentence!") that it's fine to learn just 250-300 of the most important vocabulary words, because you'll have footnotes for the rest. This is not very relevant unless you're actually taking a high school Classical Japanese class, but still, it feels quite reassuring compared to the "Everyone else has been studying this SINCE HIGH SCHOOL and you are so far behind" that I felt when I got to Japan.

Sei Shonagon is the best.

Adorable Things

The face of a child drawn on a melon.

A baby of two or so is crawling, rapidly along the ground. With his sharp eyes he catches sight of a tiny object and, picking it up with his pretty little fingers, takes it to show to a grown-up person.

A baby sparrow that comes hopping up when one imitates the squeak of a mouse; or again, when one has tied it with a thread round its leg and its parents bring insects or worms and pop them in its mouth: delightful!

One picks up a pretty baby and holds him for a while in one's arms; while one is fondling him, he clings to one's neck and then falls asleep.

Pretty, white chicks who are still not fully fledged and look as if their clothes are too short for them; cheeping loudly, they follow one on their long legs, or walk close to the mother hen.

(Ivan Morris's translation.)

My study book tells me something interesting I didn't know before about The Pillow Book. The famous first line is literally something like "In spring it is the dawn," but translators (translating it into modern Japanese or English) have usually interpolated "...that is most beautiful" or something like that. Ivan Morris has "In spring it is the dawn that is most beautiful." But apparently, the modern scholarship is that we should maybe treat it as part of a conversation already in progress, talking about the different seasons and what times of day are the most wintry in winter, or spring-like in spring, and you can just start off more literally: "In spring it is the dawn."

What do you expect? (a poll)

Feb. 24th, 2015 01:36 pm
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[personal profile] brainwane
A few bits of thought passed across my mind recently, about legacy and friendship and the law, and I found myself curious about whether I'm quite different from my friends in my assumptions about the way my life will go. So: a three-question poll.

Poll #16481 What do you expect?
This poll is anonymous.
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: Just the Poll Creator, participants: 33

Do you expect that someone will, in the future, systematically research your life, e.g., by reading all of your public blog posts and interviewing your friends and family?

2 (6.1%)

9 (27.3%)

Probably not
12 (36.4%)

10 (30.3%)

Not applicable; I know that this has already happened
0 (0.0%)

If you have never been sued before, do you expect that someone will someday sue you?

0 (0.0%)

6 (18.2%)

Probably not
22 (66.7%)

5 (15.2%)

Not applicable; I have been sued before
0 (0.0%)

Do you expect that you have already met everyone who's going to be very important in your life?

0 (0.0%)

5 (15.2%)

Probably not
12 (36.4%)

16 (48.5%)

The poll is anonymous. Please feel free to elaborate on your answers in the comments! EDITED TO ADD: And comments are screened by default and I'm going to leave them screened unless you say it's ok to unscreen.

Paper topic

Feb. 22nd, 2015 08:39 pm
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This is enough of a paper topic that someone's probably already done the research, but here's a hypothesis:

One of the reasons I so often have to hold myself back from describing YA realism novels as "modernist" or even "existentialist," is that some of the core elements of both -- subjectivity, disorientation, confusion, and chaos in a seemingly absurd world, all as the ultimate, horrifying breakage which must be solved by the central character -- provide a very sensible thematic structure for the way the West defines adolescence.

Man, modernism as an adolescent worldview. Of course I would think that; I'm a post-modernist at heart.

Stuck Here for Another Year

Feb. 22nd, 2015 06:31 am
[personal profile] jazzyjj
Hi folks. I thought I'd update this thing again, since it's been
rather quiet around here. I want to talk about something that happened
yesterday morning here in my apartment building. That is, my Service
Contract meeting which happens once a year. Before going any further
with this though, I think a bit of explanation about Center for
Independent Futures is in order. Back in about mid-2002 my parents and
I found out about Center for Independent Futures from some family
friends who have a son with a disability. (From this point on I will
refer to Center for Independent Futures by its acronym CIF.) We had
also been talking with some former neighbors who had a son with a
visual impairment, who was to become my roommate. So we decided to
pursue things with CIF after hearing good things about it from both these families, and got the ball rolling. I moved into the
apartment building where I am today back in August of 2004, along with
my former neighbor. I'm not going to bother discussing our
relationship as roommates, since all of those tend to have their ups
and downs. But what I will say is that it was an interesting
experience getting to know him a lot better. He actually passed away
fairly recently, but for the most part he was a nice guy.

CIF is structured in such a way as to not rely on state funding. The
organization was founded by a group of frustrated parents who all have
family members with disabilities. For anyone not familiar with the
situation, Illinois is ranked very low on the totem pole with regards
to services for people with disabilities. Very little if anything has been done about our track record, and it sucks. As a matter of fact, I decided not too long ago to refer to our state as Sionilli. That's Illinois spelled backwards, just in case you're wondering. But anyway, to learn more about CIF and the work they are doing, please point your favorite browser to http://www.independentfutures.com . My brother was also involved with this organization up until he took a job out of state.

So yesterday morning I had to appear before the judge, and try and convince him once again why I needed to leave this prison cell. Lol just kidding! I actually had a very good meeting yesterday and signed on for another year at least.

Raising Trans Kids by Default

Feb. 21st, 2015 10:53 am
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[personal profile] tim
I am planning on becoming a parent within the next year or two, and while I don't exactly how I will do that yet - getting pregnant and giving birth myself, adopting a baby, or adopting an older child through the foster care system - I know one thing about how I'm going to treat an infant who comes into my care in one of the first two ways.

I know that it's impossible to determine what a person's gender is without asking them, and that, therefore, I don't know the gender of any child who is too young to talk. I also know that 'sex' is a synonym for 'gender' that cis people use when they want to misgender us in the name of 'science'. So, I know that if I become the parent of a newborn, I won't know their gender - or sex - immediately at birth, much less before birth. How could I? I wouldn't have access to any better tools than the ones my mother, and any medical personnel who were helping her, when I was a baby boy in 1980. If I don't accept my own misgendering at birth, I can't justify doing the same thing to somebody else.

I have talked about wanting to raise a child in a way that was gender-agnostic up until the time when they were old enough to express their own gender. But sometimes people misunderstand what that means, and think it means forcing a boy or girl to be androgynous instead, past the point where they know their own identity. Of course, that's not so - the point is for me to respect my hypothetical child and not gender them without their consent.

But I'm wondering if it isn't better to talk about raising a child starting from the default assumption that the child is trans. Normally, we make a default assumption that a newborn infant is cis. We assign a gender marker that is difficult to impossible to change later, based solely on an observer's assessment of an infant phalloclitoris as a potential instrument for penetrating vaginas, or as not potentially suitable to this task. We also try our hardest to mold reality to our assumptions by rewarding child behavior that confirms it and punishing behavior that contradicts it. It doesn't work, of course - treating trans kids like we expect them to be cis doesn't produce cis kids, just traumatized trans kids.

I don't have to explain to any trans person that it *is* traumatic to be expected to be cis before you even have the language to protest, and if you're cis, just take my word for it. It is. But even parents who are themselves trans usually re-enact this process on their own kids. I don't blame them, exactly. Social pressure to conform is strong, and not everyone is up for explaining to any stranger who comments on the baby that everything that believe about sex/gender is wrong.

Personally I can't conceive of doing to a child something that was so harmful when it was done to me. At the same time, I know I don't exist in a vacuum apart from peer pressure. Perhaps it's easier to resist the assumption that cis is default if we assume something different instead; humans tend to have an easier time thinking about positive than negative statements.

I think it's understandable to latch onto genitals as a differentiator since babies are otherwise pretty similar. Like finding out your baby's zodiac sign and constructing an imaginary personality around it, picking a binary gender gives you a place to start imagining who this tiny stranger might be. But unlike an arbitrary horoscope, building a story around a gender marker has devastating consequences if you pick the wrong one. Any trans teenager who's been abandoned by their parents - who were more attached to that story than to the real, living child they were raising - can tell you that.

So rather than rejecting gender, I want to suggest an alternative narrative, at least to myself. That is, should an infant come into my care, I will assume they have a gender identity that isn't 'male' or 'female'. By assuming non-binary rather than whatever binary sex they weren't assigned at birth, I can do two things. First, as a person whose gender is one of the two socially sanctioned options, I can remind myself to be extra attentive to the needs of a child whose gendered experience I don't understand firsthand. And second, assuming that male and female are duals is just another way of accepting sex assignment at birth (if I pick the opposite of what the doctor said, I'm still letting a doctor tell me what to do.)

So what if my child turns out to be a boy or a girl? Well, if so, I'll accept that from the moment he or she says so - self-definition wins above all else. For a 3-year-old, that just means using his or her pronouns to refer to her or him and, if he or she chooses, supporting him or her in using a gendered name. Of course it also means letting the child wear or play with whatever they want, but I would already be doing that.

What are the advantages of a non-binary default over a cis, or trans binary, default? Wouldn't no default at all be better? Maybe, but I suspect that my best intentions, my brain will construct something to fill a void, so it's better for me to be explicit. That said, what if the child turns out to be a boy or girl? Will they have been harmed by the assumption that they weren't?

Maybe; I can't know for sure. I don't think the potential harm is nearly as great, though, as the harm done by the alternative, the harm of a cis default to a child who isn't. I know that harm from personal experience, so I don't need to elaborate, except to encourage you to consider the effect on your self-concept of having the world tell you - having the adults you have to trust most tell you - that a basic, fundamental thing about yourself you know too deeply for words is false. That they know better.

The non-binary default doesn't have an entire society mobilized to enforce it, so for that reason - power asymmetry - I don't see how expecting a child to be NB could possibly do as much harm as expecting a trans child to be cis does.

Many parents, trans and cis, say they're assuming their child is cis because statistically, that's the most likely thing. I would hate to have to explain to a child, 'I hurt you because of statistics'. They say they won't uphold gender expectations (except, of course, the expectation that the child is their assigned gender) and will affirm a trans child's gender if their child comes out as trans.

I don't doubt their sincerity, but I know I have plenty of internalized cissexism. Once I decided to work off the assumption my child was cis, would I give up the social capital of having a normative cis that easily? Would I feel pressure to, subconsciously, encourage my child to fake cisness so I don't have to deal with the stigma of being a trans parent of a trans child (baggage even if I was cis, plus suspicion that I somehow made my child be like me)? I'm not confident that the answer is 'no'.

I also reject the argument from statistics. Look at a baby, and that baby has a 100% chance of being cis. Or a 100% chance of being trans. You just don't know which one yet. The limits of my knowledge don't change objective reality.

Rather than centering what might be best for a cis child because cis people are the majority, then, I'll center the needs of the most vulnerable group and trust that the outcome will be best for everyone. That's usually how it works, after all: for example, we have a modern 'LGBTQ rights' movement because trans women of color resisted violence. If we'd done from the beginning what the modern marriage-focused GL(B) movement (silent t) does now and center the needs of privileged cis gay men, we would have made no progress since the fifties.

I think that by centering what would be best for a child whose gender is non-binary - something I'll ask for advice on and educate myself about, since I lack firsthand - I'll be doing what's best for any child. A cis boy or cis girl won't be harmed by getting to declare his own maleness or her own femaleness. Either one has the rest of their lifetime to have the entire world backing them up.

The risk of assuming you know what your child's gender is and that it's binary is this: getting attached to an imaginary, idealized child instead of a real one. This is why some parents of trans children say, 'I feel like my son/daughter died': they are mourning the loss of a relationship they formed with an imaginary child, at the expense of the real child who could really use their support. I don't expect to say 'I feel like my genderqueer child up and died' in the face of my cis daughter or son, because there are no social structures encouraging me to value a genderqueer child more. So that's why I don't think my future child will be harmed by my assumption, even if they're cis.

I don't expect the rest of the world to understand, but that's okay. Like many queer people, I have the privilege of freedom from obligation to a family of origin, so I get to choose who will be around my kid, mostly. There are still strangers, babysitters, doctors, and so on, but not everybody has to understand. I feel okay knowing that within my own ability, I'll do my best by my kid, and not worry too much about other people's expectations that I can't control. And it seems like getting more practice in doing what's best for my kid even if the rest of the world resists, or is openly hostile to it, can only make me a better parent.

request for meta

Feb. 20th, 2015 06:24 pm
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I request your recommendations for fannish meta comparing and contrasting Batman and Iron Man, especially CEO Wayne vs. CEO Stark.

Of Clackamas and Calculus

Feb. 20th, 2015 02:04 pm
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Went down to Clackamas yesterday to close out all my accounts at my old credit union. I never get down there anymore now that I don’t work next door, and all our current accounts are at the credit union associated with [personal profile] grrlpup’s work place. I should have closed out these unused accounts years ago, but I’m super-good at putting off things I don’t want to do.

Going down there was fairly emotional: I spent ten years working on that campus, I had keys to all but two rooms in the whole complex, and I left on that uncomfortable mix of good terms and bad terms that I tend to leave behind everywhere. I have enough feelings about it that I timed the errand so that I would miss lunch and shift change; I didn’t want to run into anyone I knew and have to navigate small talk.

I also had some documents I needed notarized while I was there, and the notary spent the entire conversation calling me “honey” and “hon.” There’s a significant culture difference between Clackamas and Portland — Clackamas is much more rural/red-state/working-class — and every time she called me “honey,” I had a moment of "Aw, Clackamas, where people are affectionately forward with strangers!"

I really miss Clackamas, sometimes.

And then she mentioned Kate Brown’s promotion to Governor from Secretary of State — I guess it’s relevant to the notary commission? — and I got treated to a spontaneous rant about Kate’s bisexuality. “I don’t know why everyone has to talk about her sexuality all the time, it shouldn’t even come into it! She’ll be a fine governor anyway! Her sexuality is irrelevant! It shouldn’t even be mentioned!” And I nodded and smiled tightly and thought, "Aw, Clackamas, where even the LGBT-supporters are as homophobic as fuck."

Despite having driven that route for ten years, I managed to get lost on the way back home, because there’s no sensible interface of through-streets between Portland and Milwaukie. The culture divide between Portland and Clackamas is 100% reflected in the odd way that Milwaukie-side thoroughfares are not Portland-side thoroughfares, and the way that the streets of abutting neighborhoods don’t punch through very often. I swear it's nothing but solid development from here to Milwaukie, with a fuck-ton of streets of all sizes and lengths, but there’s almost no sensible way through from here to there. Somehow, no longer being able to navigate the route depressed me even more than all the rest had.

But then I stopped at the library to pick up my holds, and I could smell daphne when I got out of the car, so that was all right.


In other news, when I was going through the documents file looking for paperwork for the notary, I found [personal profile] grrlpup’s page of calculus notes tucked in with our birth certificates and marriage license and passports. I can only assume it’s there in case she ever needs to prove that she still knows calculus. *sentimental sniff*

I felt like calling her up on the spot and reassuring her that I’m never gonna divorce her just because she forgot how to differentiate ex. I’m really, really not.


…and huh, I was trying to find the link, but it seems I never actually said anything here? So there's probably only five of you who know what that previous two paragraphs were about? Please allow me to correct my error:

Back in 2009, [personal profile] grrlpup made me promise that I wouldn’t marry her until she had learned calculus. I promptly forgot about it -- we were always making ridiculous plans about getting married back then, because it was clear there was going to be a long string of ceremonies that would be constantly overturned by the courts, so what did it matter? -- but then last year Oregon made same-sex marriage for-reals legal, and suddenly [personal profile] grrlpup was refreshing all her math prereqs so she could use her employer’s education credit on a calculus class. So we could get married.

I tell you, it was the most mind-breakingly romantic gesture I had ever been the recipient of in my entire life. She wanted to marry me so much that she was learning calculus for it. I’d look across at her in an evening, and there she’d be, drawing unit circles and working through her trig functions in radians, and I’d go misty-eyed with the unbearable romance of it all.

(And all summer long, she had me help her with her calculus homework! We went for long walks and had heartfelt conversations about limits! *is starry-eyed at the memory of that magical summer*)

She even brought her final exam's one-page-of-notes to the ceremony, just in case someone felt the need to give her a pop-quiz during the “if anyone objects” bit. (No one did. But I had given her a pop-quiz in bed the night before — this is what passes for pillow-talk in our household! — so it was all copacetic.)

…so now that you have the proper context:

I was going through our personal documents file, and there with our marriage license and birth certificates and passports and such, was her one-page-of-notes calculus cheat-sheet. Just in case she needs to prove to someone that yes, she really did meet the calculus qualification for marrying me.

And I went starry-eyed all over again that she would file that away as such a very important document.
[personal profile] mjg59
So blah blah Superfish blah blah trivial MITM everything's broken.

Lenovo deserve criticism. The level of incompetence involved here is so staggering that it wouldn't be a gross injustice for the company to go under as a result[1]. But let's not pretend that this is some sort of isolated incident. As an industry, we don't care about user security. We will gladly ship products with known security failings and no plans to update them. We will produce devices that are locked down such that it's impossible for anybody else to fix our failures. We will hide behind vague denials, we will obfuscate the impact of flaws and we will deflect criticisms with announcements of new and shinier products that will make everything better.

It'd be wonderful to say that this is limited to the proprietary software industry. I would love to be able to argue that we respect users more in the free software world. But there are too many cases that demonstrate otherwise, even where we should have the opportunity to prove the benefits of open development. An obvious example is the smartphone market. Hardware vendors will frequently fail to provide timely security updates, and will cease to update devices entirely after a very short period of time. Fortunately there's a huge community of people willing to produce updated firmware. Phone manufacturer is never going to fix the latest OpenSSL flaw? As long as your phone can be unlocked, there's a reasonable chance that there's an updated version on the internet.

But this is let down by a kind of callous disregard for any deeper level of security. Almost every single third-party Android image is either unsigned or signed with the "test keys", a set of keys distributed with the Android source code. These keys are publicly available, and as such anybody can sign anything with them. If you configure your phone to allow you to install these images, anybody with physical access to your phone can replace your operating system. You've gained some level of security at the application level by giving up any real ability to trust your operating system.

This is symptomatic of our entire ecosystem. We're happy to tell people to disable security features in order to install third-party software. We're happy to tell people to download and build source code without providing any meaningful way to verify that it hasn't been tampered with. Install methods for popular utilities often still start "curl | sudo bash". This isn't good enough.

We can laugh at proprietary vendors engaging in dreadful security practices. We can feel smug about giving users the tools to choose their own level of security. But until we're actually making it straightforward for users to choose freedom without giving up security, we're not providing something meaningfully better - we're just providing the same shit sandwich on different bread.

[1] I don't see any way that they will, but it wouldn't upset me

Free iOS games

Feb. 19th, 2015 08:24 am
[personal profile] yendi
1. Frozen Synapse! My god, people, get this! I'm assuming it's free to help promote Frozen Cortex, and yes, it's a game that's a few years old (and has been free already for Playstation Plus and included in Humble Bundles, so you might already have it on another platform). But it's still worth it. A great strategy game, and one that's been $10 most of its iTunes life.

2. Puzzle Forge 2 (also free on Google Play). Dear lord, I spent a lot of hours playing this during the Snowpocalypse. It takes the Triple Town mechanic -- a sort of variation on Match 3 where you place items in a grid and they merge together -- with a quest-driven game in which you try to build weapons for adventurers. There are a lot of new systems that unlock as you keep playing, and the writing is sometimes terrible (it very clearly was not localized by people with good English-language skills). That almost ends up making it more charming at times. It also has a neo-Roguelike element in that each time you fail, you keep your experience, your items, and your skills, so you get access to better stuff the longer you go. Really, really fun.

3. Duet. This is a brutally hard game at times, in which you control two dots rotating on a circle as they navigate through a field of obstacles. Really tough, but really well-designed, with some wonderful music.

4. Ancient Empires. If you remember the old java turn-based strategy game for mobile phones, this is the same thing, but fan-developed, so the writing's even less impressive. But worthwhile if you enjoyed those games.

2015 Book Log, part 2

Feb. 17th, 2015 02:00 pm
[personal profile] yendi
I've picked up some PW reviews for non SF/F/H sections this time, and if it weren't for a publisher mess-up (the reason it stops at 16 and not 17), would actually have four different PW sections represented on this list. Anyway, only three books I can really talk about:

Book 11: Unnamed PW Review

Book 12: Unnamed PW Review

Book 13: Bluets, by Maggie Nelson. This is a mix of a prose poem, memoir, and a series of short essays on the color blue, complete with observations ranging from banal to ribald. But in the end, it's really about someone who loves the color blue, and wants to write about it. Well worth reading.

Book 14: Near Enemy, by Adam Sternbergh. I loved Shovel Ready, the first book in this series. This second one, in which the oh-so-blunt and terse Spademan deals one again with hackers, conspiracies, and a devastated near-future New York City, is a blast. If you're a fan of neo-noir SF, you need this series.

Book 15: The Rabbit Back Literature Society, by Pasi Ilmari Jääskeläinen. I'm rooting for a Helsinki Worldcon, and it's writers like Jääskeläinen (and Hannu Rajaniemi) that are a part of the reason. This book starts with a substitute teacher discovering that the town library's copy of Crime and Punishment somehow contains a scene in which Raskolnikov is shot to death by Sofia. The same teacher, an aspiring writer, is then offered the chance to join the mysterious titular society, a group of writers who have all found success in different fields, all of whom seem to possess dark secrets. This is a fucking fantastic book, and well worth hunting down. Great job of translating by Lola Rogers here (and yes, this has been out in the UK for a while, but we just got it here this year).

Book 16: Unnamed PW Review

Book 16.5 Unnamed Beta Reading Novel.

Book 17: Unnamed PW Review.
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