Title: Subway Trash
Product review: I bought this book in hardcover because the reviews were so good, but I wish I'd spent my $25.00 on Salter instead. The narrator of this novel thinks she has brass cojones, but really she's just a Grade-A whiner with nothing new or original to say. The writing is pretentious and clunky. I slogged up to page 150 or so, hoping and praying with each new page that the prose would improve or that Claire would guzzle a gallon of Liquid Drano, but I finally ended up chucking the book in a trash can at the Union Station stop. Everybody has their own opinion, but if you're looking for something good to read, I suggest you save your 25 bucks and read the back of a cereal box. You'll get more out of it.
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