Diverse Spines: Black Cake by Charmaine Wilkerson

“𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩, 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙨.”
Byron and Benny had just lost their mom and she’s left them an 8 hour long video full of secrets and instructions, and a black cake in the freezer. From there it’s a ride…
It has everything you would want from a novel, a bit of mystery and murder, family secrets, personal struggles, generational effects and beautiful storytelling. (It even has chapter names and not numbers! Love that!) It has a multicultural family at the center of the story, lgbtq+ characters, and nobody is simply used to push the story along. All the characters are well developed and returned to, and this shows the author has great respect for her characters.
If there was one thing I could pick at it would be the drawn out ending. It’s a quite long book at over 400 pages. But nowhere in the first 300 pages was I bored. I devoured every sentence, and then the last 100 pages felt like they needed editing.

“… 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚; 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚.”

Specifically this story follows a family with Chinese heritage that moves from an undisclosed Caribbean island, to England under the commonwealth immigration rules of the time after the war. There are many interesting facts here and the author even gives book and movie suggestions in her afterword on the topic.
The book is also highly quotable! And it makes you think a lot! I enjoyed this immensely.

“𝙒𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙨,” from one multicultural to another – this was my favorite chapter, when one of the Charles gets speaks of the origins of culture and to whom what belongs. I can read that over and over and feel comforted that appropriation truly is bull and it makes life very difficult for the multicultural.

I actually started this one before I knew it was a book club pick. It was just screaming out to me for months until I caved. And I should ALWAYS follow my gut – because I absolutely LOVED IT! Five stars! ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

Read with Jenna: Sam by Allegra Goodman

“𝙄’𝙢 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧.”
“𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙.”
“𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙.”
𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙎𝙖𝙢’𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙎𝙖𝙢’𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬. “𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩.”
“𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩.”
“𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚?”
“𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙨.”

Right off the bat it seems Sam and I don’t have very much in common. haha

I was terrified when it first started because reading children’s perspectives for me, is a hit or a miss. I either love it or I hate it! But this one oddly enough, fell down the middle. The younger years had a fast, choppy and distracted type of writing, much like a child and it softened and got more stuctured as she aged and I though that was well done.
I also enjoyed the fact that Sam is just a regular kid, not a wiz or a wonder even though she has her hardships. She just tries to figure stuff out and it doesn’t always go in her favor. (Would it be fair to liken this to the child version of “Stoner”?)

Other than that, I got nothing.
It was okay in large parts, but I found myself zoning out and skimming parts I didn’t see going anywhere, which is never a good sign. I just couldn’t keep my interest present. Maybe it’s not the book, maybe it’s just not to my taste. Maybe this life is too mundane for me to be intrigued by anything. This was probably a 2,5 for me, but I’m rounding up to three stars.⭐⭐⭐

Reese’s book club: The house in the pines by Ana Reyes

Maya is coming off Klonopin and is having withdrawals when she sees a video of a woman who falls over dead while sitting across from a man she recognizes. Her best friend was standing just across from the same man seven years earlier when she dropped dead too. She’s sure he’s behind both deaths so she starts to investigate, but it’s hard to tell what’s truth and what’s hallucination when you’re having withdrawal.

“𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣’𝙩 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙—𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨, 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙛 𝙨𝙮𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙨—𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙈𝙖𝙮𝙖’𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙, 𝘿𝙧. 𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙, 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙖 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙨. 𝙋𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝙄𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙖 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣—𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙚𝙧.”

The typical unreliable narrator trope. I’ve read all those books already, the woman on the train, the woman in the window and now the house in the pines. If it’s going to use an old trope, it better deliver something new. And it does. Sort of. But it does it – badly? The bones of the story is good! Which is why I think it’s a Reese’s book club pick. It’s original enough, it had Guatemalan lore weaved in there, an old manuscript from her dead father, unsolved deaths and so and so on. The problem with it all is that it doesn’t use it for anything. It’s just there.

Another issue I have is that the characters don’t feel fully developed except, kinda, for Frank – the mysterious guy. She does a deep dive on him, but everyone else are just pawns in this book. Her boyfriend is a sidenote, her supposed best friend has no backstory of her own, she’s just used as the trigger for Maya (whom we also barely really know!). Her mom is just “Brenda” who has changed careers and seems happier now. We only meet Brenda when it’s to be concerned about Maya. Other than that, nothing. It’s flat. I wished I liked it more, I wish it expanded on the right things cause it could have been so good! In the end, I feel left on an anticlimax. Two stars. ⭐️⭐️

GMA bookclub & Amarie bookclub: Age of Vice by Deepti Kapoor

How do I describe this book? It’s like a negroni, sbagliato, with prosecco in it. A viral foreign mystery that’s redundant and over the top.

“𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪,” 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙮𝙨. “𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙞𝙜 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚.”

It’s divided into 5 parts, part 1 is by far, the superior part, thankfully! we follow Ajay as a child being sent off to work at a farm until the landowner dies and he’s left to find his own way. Which coincidentally and eventually crosses paths with the Wadia family where he becomes a faithful servant.

If not for the protagonist Ajay I don’t think I would have gotten though. He is a force! And his story is told in the most interesting way, without much understanding for what’s going on around him. His is also the largest chunk of this book. And we’re rooting for him all the way!

Part two is much of the same story from a different perspective. The journalist Neda who is equally attracted and disgusted by the Wadia family – specifically Sunny Wadia. Parts of her story we have already seen from Ajay’s unknowing eyes, so she fills in the blanks for us. It’s well done in one way, in another, it doesn’t really offer all that much. We already know the Wadia family is shit, she just confirms it.

Part three, four and five is a mess and it’s where the story starts to fall apart. This was a no brainer five star read for me up until that point.
It starts shifting perspectives around, jumps back and forth from paragraph to pages and looses its footing. Ajay, Neda, Sunny, his father, his uncle, some other dude, a journalist, a priest? I don’t know. I lost interest and I lost my way in it all. Who’s talking? Who’s who now? Who’s on which side? What’s happening???
There’s articles, unsent letters and monologues that I felt could do with some editing. And then suddenly, it was over.
I landed on four stars because the beginning was so good! And there are characters here that will stay with me.⭐⭐⭐⭐

Belletrist: All this could be different by Sarah Thankam Mathews

A debut contemporary novel about a queer indian woman who starts an entry-level position in Milwaukee. She comes off to me as a gen-Z with millennial angst. At first this struck me as “Shake” from love is blind. The douche nobody was rooting for with Deepti. But towards the end, it felt more like the JKR of books, or Kanye of books if you will. Always saying the wrong things. That’s the vibe it’s giving anyways, ignorant and cruel, but on purpose.

“𝙄𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝘼 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙚, 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙣-𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙙, 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙩 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨. 𝙋𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙨.”

Here we have a first generation immigrant from India and of course she happens to have some serious self-hatred. (I know this from my filipino community in Norway.) She’s startled by her own brown reflection as if she forgot her own brownness and she doesn’t like a woman she hasn’t even met yet because she thinks she might be “too fat”. If it was just this, I probably could have gotten through, but when she targets marginalized groups, it feels like hate speech and I’m out.

“𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙨? 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙. 𝙄𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙥𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙚? 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣.
𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙡, 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙪𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙩, 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠, 𝙤𝙛 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧. 𝙊𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙩. 𝙄’𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚.
– 𝙊𝙝 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣.
-𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩?
𝙄 𝙜𝙚𝙩, 𝙄 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚, 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙄 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮. 𝘼𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝘼𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚, 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙡𝙮.”
I’d rather read something uplifting and unifing, than something as politically divisive and hateful as this. More love, less hate please. Seriously, all this could be different, but it’s just one star, because I didn’t like it and I did not bother to finish. ⭐

Books that matter: really good, actually by Monica Heisey

“𝙈𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙚𝙡. 𝙊𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙙. 𝙊𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙘 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙘 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙢𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚. 𝙊𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩. ” Or because of about a thousand other reasons that the author lists and then begins a narcissistic rant on how she’s getting over it. (But in your 20’s you’re naturally kinda self-obsessed trying to figure life out right?)
Scenes are sometimes funny, tedious, cringy, naive and aimless.
The latter probably being its biggest flaw. It steers away from the natural fish buildup – beginning, middle and end – and it seems just like word vomit all the way through. It’s like a setup for a sit-com, woman gets divorced, and go! Episode after episode without aim to end and with no real story.
I’ve seen several reviews mentioning that there’s good stuff here – and there is! It’s just floating around in the pool of everything else.

“ 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚, 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙮, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙭𝙝𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙤𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨.”

She nailed the reading experience towards the end though. But it was only an ok two stars for me. ⭐⭐