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“Phuong takes Ian his beer, and I watch as he puts his hands around her tiny waist and pulls her close for a quick kiss when no one is looking. I don’t count. I’m a collaborator. And all of a sudden, I want what they have, even if I don’t get to know exactly what it is, or even if I’ve been telling myself for years there is no future in it. I suspect it is something along the lines of love.”

I am almost finished with this book, but I want it to go on. Jean Guerrero is mining some deep shit here. It's beautiful.

Still soaking every detail of this memoir up.

An enormously satisfying read.

A dark compelling read. Reads utterly like a novel. The imagery is so vivid, it’s almost tactile. The central mystery surrounding the figure of Marco keeps me turning the page.