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Title: Daytime TV Thrill
Review: Suddenly I am awash in humorous gay fiction. Do I hiss when I say the word "gossip?" I simply wonder: why should there be such a monumental lack of substance in this account? I am not particularly interested in hairdressing or oral sex or the dreams of a boy who wants to make a lot of money in New York City. But don't completely discount this freaky little memoir. The composition is passable, the narrator is likeable, psychiatry is dismantled, tacky consumerism gets a checkered flag, and lurid secret-telling is never dull, although ultimately Running With Scissors can't surpass cheap daytime TV, and it will leave you with the same sort of banal sickness in your stomach.
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