In the canon
Redburn
- Form
- Form Novel
- Year
- Year 1849
- Pages
- Pages 350
The only map the boy has is his dead father's guidebook to Liverpool, the margins still carrying the old man's pencilled notes from a journey made a generation before, and not one street of it holds: the hotels gone, the docks rearranged. That is Wellingborough Redburn's whole education in a single image, the world his father knew refusing to be handed on.
You can not spill a drop of American blood without spilling the blood of the whole world.
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