By Patrick White
Eddie Twyborn is bisexual and lovely, the son of a pass judgement on and a drunken mom. along with his androgynous hero - Eudoxia/Eddie/Eadith Twyborn - and during his look for identification, for self-affirmation and love in its many kinds, Patrick White takes us into the ambiguous landscapes, sexual, mental and non secular, of the human situation.
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