Title: There really isn't much
Review: in this book. I definitely got the idea that it was published only because of the success of his brother's books. I thought it might be an eye-witness account of NYC life in the '50's and 60's but it is not. He was too drunk at the time to remember anything. Couple a bothersome writiing style with the repetitious re-telling of the same story over and over and you have this book. There was only one story that made me laugh. He finds his hated father in bed with two bald old women. Malachy shakes his dad awake who looks around and asks " Who are these guys?"That's it - now you don't have to read the book.
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