Decco

Essentially a book about a maturing teenager psychopath's daily life. That's it.

That is until the last two chapters of the book that essentially hog tied me, put an apple in my mouth and roasted me evenly over a fire until I was evenly cooked.

Almost as a collection footnotes from Marcus himself, the entire book almost fits as an approach as to how to be an adult. I felt as if this book alone taught me how to be a man in it's ways to think.

Man, I'm with Cain on this one.

Just as the title says, just small stories about people from a neighborhood, with some characters interlocking through other stories as in real life. The stories don't need to make sense all the time or be thoroughly complete, as, like in real life, most of the time we only get one small piece of a seemingly larger puzzle we know nothing about.

Me sobbing over the last pages of this book: MAKTUB DX