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World Made by Hand
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World Made by Hand by James Howard Kunstler
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American Tabloid by James Ellroy
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Takes a while to get started - maybe too long - and mean and nasty - maybe a little too mean and nasty - but after a while it becomes compulsively readable as you start to wonder how much the main cast can get away with.
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Takes a while to get started - maybe too long - and mean and nasty - maybe a little too mean and nasty - but after a while it becomes compulsively readable as you start to wonder how much the main cast can get away with.
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A Burglar's Guide to the City by Geoff Manaugh
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Just fair. I was really looking forward to reading this after stumbling across a few of Manaugh's essays online about crime and architecture, but this is far too scattershot and "pop crime" - I had hoped for more substance, more thought about what al ...more
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