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- 400 páginas
- 14 horas de lectura
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Aging death-metal rock legend Judas Coyne is a collector of the macabre: a cookbook for cannibals...a used hangman's noose...a snuff film. But nothing he possesses is as unique or as dreadful as his latest purchase off the Internet: a one-of-a-kind curiosity that arrives at his door in a black heart-shaped box...a musty dead man's suit still inhabited by the spirit of its late owner. And now everywhere Judas Coyne goes, the old man is there—watching, waiting, dangling a razor blade on a chain from his bony hand.
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Heart-Shaped Box, Joe Hill
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- Publicado en
- 2009
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- Título
- Heart-Shaped Box
- Idioma
- Inglés
- Autores
- Joe Hill
- Editorial
- HarperCollins
- Publicado en
- 2009
- Formato
- Tapa blanda
- Páginas
- 400
- ISBN10
- 0061944890
- ISBN13
- 9780061944895
- Serie
- Etiquetas
- Ficción, Historias reales, Novela negra & Thriller, Biografías, Naturaleza, Fantasía, Animales, Thriller, Cuentos cortos, Autobiografías y memorias, Terror, EE.UU., Asesinatos, Literatura americana, Fenómenos sobrenaturales, Muerte, Regalos para hombres, Perros, Miedo, Venganza, Fantamas y apariciones, Escape, Relatos cortos de terror, Fantasía oscura, Terror sobrenatural, Rock, Biografías de músicos, Gótica del Sur, Diferencia de edad entre parejas, Premio Locus
- Primera publicación
- 2007
- Título original
- Heart-Shaped Box
- Calificación
- 3,85 de 5
- Descripción
- Aging death-metal rock legend Judas Coyne is a collector of the macabre: a cookbook for cannibals...a used hangman's noose...a snuff film. But nothing he possesses is as unique or as dreadful as his latest purchase off the Internet: a one-of-a-kind curiosity that arrives at his door in a black heart-shaped box...a musty dead man's suit still inhabited by the spirit of its late owner. And now everywhere Judas Coyne goes, the old man is there—watching, waiting, dangling a razor blade on a chain from his bony hand.