Title: Pity the lad can't do more than copy his first novel.
Product review: Ah, Sarah, countrywoman of mine, thou dost praise too much and peruse too little. Send the lad Gerardi out to Venice "for real," as the Yanks say, and give him marching orders to write a third novel with just a bit of originality. Until then, he's doomed to Dante's eighth circle of hell, the one reserved for writers whose work is lifted by crutches labeled "I AM SO LAME THAT I HAVE TO COPY MY OWN IDEAS. REPACKAGE THEM. AND PERSUADE YOU THAT THEY ARE FRESH!" Farewell, dear reader, and back to the drawing board for those of us who do not go through life looking to be hustled out of a few quid.
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