The last and probably the least interesting story of Paul Auster’s New York Trilogy. This one’s a bit less surreal and detectivy than the rest, but it’s still quite engrossing for the most part.
| Positive: | Negative: |
| Crisp, engrossing prose | So surreal it’s a bit hard to make sense of |
| Interesting, weird characters | The plot takes a while to kick in |
| Thought provoking on human mind |
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