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Average rating4
This is great. Superbly written, good plot lines, good character interaction. All good. It is however packed with violence, so be prepared. It is page after page of gems like the following:
The light was starting to fade by the time he set the camera down and finished things off. He wiped his hands and knife on the boys shirt, then walked around until he found a discarded Westinghouse refrigerator half buried in the trash. With the shovel from the car, he cleared the top off and pried the door open while Sandy went through the boy's pants. “That's it?” Carl said when she handed him a plastic whistle and an Indian head penny....The flamingo lady's wild bushy hair was dyed pink, and she wore a bikini that had ragged pigeon feathers glued to the flesh colored material. Her act consisted mostly of standing on one leg in a little rubber swimming pool filled with dirty water while preening herself with her pointy beak. A record player sat on a table behind her playing slow, sad violin music that sometimes made her cry if she had accidentally taken too many of her nerve pills that day. Just as he had feared, Theodore figured out after a couple of months that Roy was tapping it, thought try as he might, he could never actually catch them in the filthy act.