Title: typical
Review: self-indulgent, poorly written, lacking artistry, largely white, rather boring. this kind of literature reminds me of how paradoxically provincial, the megalopolis of ny can be when seen through the eyes of those who were cacooned there.then again, we can take this collection for what it is: another desperate attempt on tom beller's part to be deep. look, writing is an art form. either you have it or you don't. clearly, these people don't. he certainly doesn't.this book is so disappointing, that i can not do it the courtesy of capital letters.
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