The Hairy Hand of God

“Well the SHADOW was on him, the Hairy Hand of God, and he knew that being a man was the saddest, most useless thing that could happen to someone. To be alive, to be feeling, to be conscious. It was the cruellest bloody joke. In the dark, night after night, he raised his mangled fist to the sky and said things that frightened him” – Tim Winton. Cloudstreet.

Sutherland Shire LR-130

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