Title: Whoa.
Product review: I was shocked when I started reading this book. I wasn't expecting brilliant literature out of a crime novel, but I thought for the first several pages that the author was starting the book in farce mode, making fun of the genre, and I was laughing along with him (or so I thought) at how absurdly poor the writing was, cliches, cheap voice, hollow characters, etc. But then I realized it was actually the book. Whoa. Kind of made my skin crawl. Then I continued in pure fascination as the monstrosity unfolded. I actually got worried about myself wondering if I was indulging some type of masochistic behavior so I stopped. Was it just me?
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