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    <body><![CDATA[This could’ve also been title “Fussy boy can’t handle the woods”. Rouse and his partner fall in love with a cabin in Michigan. So they decide to give up the city life in St. Louis they’ve grown accustomed and decide to give a shot at living the rural life and try to make a career writing. ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/74105175">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Hilarious!]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[I liked Rouse's <em>America's Boy</em> quite a bit, though gave up early on his next one, <em>Mommy Handler</em>. This one falls somewhere between the two. He's a good writer, and knows how to laugh at himself, but either he's playing up his and Gary's shallow materialism for comic effect, or they're really, really s...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/79430398">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Charming book. I read a bit of it in October before I had to put it down for the month of November to work on my own book. Picked it up again December 1st and laughed my way through it.<br/><br/>I really don't know how to explain this in a way that will do it justice. A gay man and his partner mov...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/81058835">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Hilariously funny - especially given that I just moved to Michigan and agree with practically everything the author writes about. In his case, he was going for a Walden-like experience, coming from a metropolitan area. His encounters with the local flora and fauna, the locals with night-vision glass...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/74943971">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[I loved this book.  It's the memoir of Wade Rouse about his adventures (or mis-adventures) when he and his partner Gary make the move from the city to rural backwoods Michigan.  Inspired by Thoreau's &quot;Walden&quot;, Wade wants to follow Thoreau's tenets and make his own Walden.<br/><br/>Does h...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/72318899">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[I love Wade Rouse.  He is the only person I can find who makes more pop culture references than I do.  And although I didn't love this book as much as <em>American Boy</em>, it is a great read.  Rouse's journey is heartening, enlightening, and heart-breaking at times.  But best of all, it is real.  ]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[At Least in the City Someone Would Hear Me Scream: Misadventures in Search of the Simple Life]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[Not all that funny, but perversely charming. Despite all his whining, his self-stereotyping, and his claims (that don't really hold up) to be following Thoreau, Rouse is kind of endearing and his odd little book made me like him--actually more than the book, truth be told.]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Over the top in language and explicitness for my taste, but a funny story nonetheless...  <br/><br/>Not for the faint of heart... i wouldn't recommend this to my mother...   Although anyone wanting to know what the &quot;gayest game in the world&quot; is may want to read it...<br/><br/>Happy Rea...]]></body>
    
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