Review of Crossing Over (1983) by Ardita Ç — 09 Jun 2009
Sometimes we forget the basic comforts of our lives define who we are. A place to stay, a job, food on the table. The freedom to earn all that legally. All in a place you know best. A place called home.
A place that endless numbers of people in the world are willing to die for.
This review of Crossing Over (1983) was written by Ardita Ç on 09 Jun 2009.
Crossing Over has generally received mixed reviews.
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