... it’s a calm and silent book. Through its lack of words, all that’s left to read is the feeling—of searching, of wanting, of moving through the world day after day ... A muted palette with pops of reds and pinks guide the reader through many days that could blur into one another, each having their own small significance in moments that in other stories wouldn't warrant mention, or are mere background details. This isolation, repetitiveness, is this story's main thread ... It's warm, it's funny—a subtle read, resting in the minor moments—the kebab shop visits, supermarkets, being curled up on the couch watching TV. More than words, Crushing is a feeling; a comforting, quiet feeling—just a really nice and relatable read for our times.
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