Monday, June 16, 2003
Today's book review: Twelve, by Nick McDonnell. It seemed the perfect book to read while waiting to sit on a jury of a dozen people. The Twelve of the title turns out instead to be a designer narcotic messing up the lives of gun-toting drug-dealing New York rich kids. I'm sure you can guess how it all ends. The author was only 18 when he wrote the book, which you'd never guess, but you can tell he's nowhere near literary maturity yet either. Worth reading, but probably not worth buying.
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