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sheemsinbk 's review for:
My Life as a Fake
by Peter Carey
ugh, confusing and, therefore, not at all compelling. there was so much jumping back and forth between narrators, stories and various bastardizations of the english language. I suspect that only readers who are well-versed in poetry, maybe even in australian poetry, would enjoy this. That's a very narrow audience.