Title: Unlucky Reader
Product review: This assemblage of stories about spoiled, vapid, and, worst of all, utterly ulikable young American females abroad is a shining example of how mind-numbingly poor Nell Freudenberger's writing can be. Reading her prose is like listening to a 17-year-old girl on the telephone with her friend -- a rampage of dead-end discussions and trivial details. Freudenberger throws around enough foreign words and phrases to lend to her excruciating tales the air of "diversity" required of any young author who wants to win awards and endorsements from the creative-writing-department Gestapo. This book is a pointless mess and a waste of time.
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