I don't think I've ever laughed so much because of a book as I have with this one. Terry Pratchett is a genius of comedic yet poignant writing. Which makes me that much sadder that he passed away.

These books always start off slowly, with one common theme driving a narrative and an important issue and looking it through a ridiculous/comedic glasses in this one it's racism, xenophobia, and overt nationalism.

I would have never thought that the pairing Vetinari, Nobby, and Colon would ever happen or work, but holy shit, so much gold. I could barely handle Nobby as Beti.

Vimes and Carrot also continue to be national treasures. I do wish we'd take more focus on Angua, Cheri and Sybil. Hopefully, we'll get more of them, and maybe even have them interact in the next one.