Editor’s Note: Warning: Do not read this book if you don’t have a strong stomach for explicit language and homosexuality, which I don’t by the way and yet the plot got me through it. The story makes for a humorous and thought provoking book touching on generational poverty, racism, homophobia, and the weight of our capitalist system. Have patience, the end is worth the read.
Favorite excerpt is this accurate, biting description of flea markets and class distinction:
“Flea markets are a glorious thing if you are not a millionaire. There’s nothing quite like discovering lost treasures among life’s flotsam, unless it’s the pleasure of getting rid of rusty old shit and making a buck. It’s a win-win situation – kind of like recycling for poor people.”