Guards! Guards!
The eighth Discworld novel! ; ; “The people next door oppress me all night long. I tell them I work all day a man’s got to have some time to learn to play the tuba. That’s oppression that is. If I’m not under the heel of the oppressor I don’t know who is!” ; ; The air of mean-minded resentfulness is thick in the streets of Ankh-Morpork. Insurrection is in the air. The Haves and Have-Nots are about to fall out all over again. The Have-Nots want some of their own magic. But magic in the hands of amateurs is a dangerous thing. ; ; The City Watch is the last line of defence against such unnatural goings-on. But when even the Watch have trouble telling Right from Wrong you know that Law and Order ain’t what it used to be. But that’s all about to change…
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