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Good book, bad mystery

Thesis not particularly supported, but interesting vignettes.

I thought the parts about her childhood in the Bronx were very compelling and novel-like, but the unending cliches, gratuitous nostalgia and self-back-patting made it hard for me to finish. “How Great I Am” might be a more appropriate title.

This book should be called “The Assholes Abroad”.