1978, by Daniel Jones

1978, by Daniel Jones

Towards the end of the book, the story tries too literally to layer one shock on top of another, to the point that it would be laughable if it wasn’t so sad. I guess the reader is made to care a little bit because of what happened to the author, but nothing in the book makes you care about any of the sorry, tedious characters.

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