...and The Bookseller to the Stars called it "The heart and almost anti-relationship between the characters echoes of the hard schooling of our upbringing and has a sense of the dyke pulp fiction of the 50's and the Anne Bannons of this world. Truly great contemporary feminism writing that spins subtle arias and tales of bobby socked beauty school dropouts, the pantyless Beebo Brinkers. It's storytelling that resonates some Machiavellian sense that this book will be a great modern classic in years to come, even if it means myself alone having to sell every copy to the hapless droning, promotion hunters that are so easily led,
Stuck up middle finger punk fiction."
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