Been a while since I've read a Van Veeteren novel, but I've always enjoyed his rainy, miserable north European Maardam, with its mixed up elements of the Netherlands, Scandinavia and even Finland and Poland. I struggled to follow this though. The only character I could identify was VV, and I couldn't follow the plot and who had been murdered and when. I struggle more and more with reading and i do worry that it is a sign of my brain decaying! It seems to happen more with fiction than non-fiction, and maybe i just need to spend quality time with uninterrupted reading rather than snatches when I'm thinking about other things
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