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354 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 2011

"I drew in a sharp breath, a bursting shocked feeling in my chest."


"He stares at me for a second, and then says flatly: ‘You stupid bitch.’"I don't know why but I just knew as soon as I read this in the prologue that I was going to love this book.
The French have the perfect word for it: flâneur. It means to stroll around aimlessly but enjoyably, observing life and your surroundings. Baudelaire defined a flâneur as 'a person who walks the city in order to experience it.'
As Plum would say, I'm flâneuring like a motherfucker.


