In Blue Rhinoceros, Jesse Salvo points out, "It is incredible how much a man can look like a wolf." On the surface, it is a mystery that immediately sucks the reader in - why did 13-year old Sairy Wellcomme murder the last blue rhino? Yet beneath Salvo's eccentric tangents, dry wit, his endearingly absurd characters, and the outlandish plot is something more - wisdom beneath the batshit insanity? A searing critique revealing what it truly means to be good, and lucky, and free in America? Like every character in this book, Blue Rhinoceros is more/sharper/deeper than it seems at first.
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