Ni luz ni llanto

With a prose cut with a scalpel that takes the best of crime novels and social literature, María Cureses raises a ruthless story about horror. She neither lights nor cries, she tastes like a knife in the stomach, a sad pit in the middle of nowhere, a world where redemption is not possible if not through one's own destruction. The best? There is not a single drop of naivety. If I had to define true talent, I would think of this book.