Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, by Hunter S. Thompson, 1971.
TTR: I started reading this one sleepless night during finals week, and finished it after about a week of off and on reading (once again, I cite burnout for the slow reading time).
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What to say about Fear and Loathing? What to say? What to say? Ah, yes...
AHHHHHHHHHHHH. *Twitch* *Twitch*
This book was interesting and painful and, perhaps because I read it during some very severe bouts of insomnia, surreal. I felt an odd connection with the drug saturated pair.
What is it about? Eh, the American Dream, the pursuit of...difference, distance.
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