I will now begin my reading spree into Paul Auster's New York Trilogy- the first novel City of Glass is not what it seems to be. Noir? Pseudo-Noir? Existentialist noir? or simply narcissistic?
A lot of self-importance is placed on finding the mystery caller named Paul Austere. Yeah, the author who turns out to be paranoid about his father. Yeah, Paul Auster has daddy issues.
Now let's see how this turns out, the first few chapters are very engaging to say the least!
The copy I got from booksale had a lot of dog-ears, proof that this is one book people can't get their hands off.
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