A review by dana7878
Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller

Did not finish book.

2.0

Dnf at 50%... I got further into this absolutely bleak fever dream than I expected to. Every once in a while, Miller would indulge me with some good rhythmic grimey descriptions of the city- but there were Copious amounts of rambling and squalor to wade through in exchange. Think I got the gist after 160 pages. I definitely had to cognitively dissociate from the content to read this book at all, but I guess that's to be expected given the uproar it caused. At least now I know how lucky I am to not be living in Paris in the 30s.