A quirky exploration of the city, particularly the underbelly. Whitney has a witty touch, with a sometimes comical paranoia thrown in. Tracing his own idiosyncratic paths, he delineates mental maps of the sewer system, the hidden rivers and the peregrinations of James Joyce and his family. Perhaps the addition of actual maps might have been a good idea. His walk around the imagined perimeter of Tallaght was enjoyable but I know the area and at times, such as his crazy bus game, I was a bit disorientated. Also, despite his wit and the uniqueness of his ideas, there was a jaundiced view of Dublin which became a bit wearisome towards the end. You can only spend so long looking down; a certain amount of light can help illuminate the shade. There's a strange disengagement from the life of the city; the cafes, bars, parks and passersby. Dublin is not nearly so post apocalyptic as painted here. Still, it's a unique, entertaining and informative read. It added to my knowledge and made me want to add some more.