This Klostermanesque (probably with less self-deprecating humor and more... outwardly?-deprecating humor) novel is the one I'll be looking for to get a break from chunkier books this summer. While it technically won't be a beach read, since I will be reading it from the apartment where I refuse to turn the A/C on in southern Indiana, I plan on pretending it is.Read the NYTimes Review, including a satirical NYT Bestseller List, and look out for ours. Nice.
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