Vazkor, Son of Vazkor

Vazkor, Son of Vazkor.  I’ve taken much delight in just saying the title of the book.  Not so much saying it as announcing it.  “Oh hey, what have you been up to?  I’ve been reading Vazkor, Son of Vazkor!” with an appropriately grand gesture.  It’s unfortunate that I haven’t been taking nearly as much pleasure in actually reading it.  Luckily it was a short read.  A short, very purple read.  With a whole lot of rape.

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