This book by Jo Nesbo was awful. Worse than awful. I have been trying to read it for about 3 weeks now and getting nowhere fast. Infact reading this book has put me into a deep reading drought. Never have I felt so uninspired to pick up a book. I should have ditched this book weeks ago but never did because I was stubborn and stupidly believed that it might get better. This book never did. It was complete drivel and this morning, after I fell asleep with it on my lap in my daily traffic jam to work, I decided to ditch it and happily left it behind on my seat. Walking to work I felt great, like a weight had been lifted from me. It had, I no longer was carrying this pile of crap round with me.
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