Not much more

In Damascus there was a war, and the Damascus Station gave a reasonable, readable story of standard spy fare that fitted with the facts I knew, or think I know, about Syria.  Nothing more.  And the problem with a thriller is they insist on telling you everything, I would rather know nothing at all.

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