Woof. I mean. Am I desensitised to Yanagihara’s brand of guilt and shame and agony and pain porn or am I desensitised to the experience of a global pandemic and governments absolute lack of care other than their own profit and power? Hard to say. 
Book II was not as strong as the others and almost didn’t? Need to be included? Not sure how I feel about the end being so… open. Normally this fucker comes for me with a fucking lemon juice glazed machete with her writing but the ending was more like, a disposable wooden spoon: I guess it functions but where’s the drama?? Where’s the usual cut throat maniacal moral conundrum??? 
Still. Pls don’t accidentally predict any more massive historical future events, thanks.