Four pages of white water stained paper to start my night. I should of been in bed sleeping but the ******* drunk and incoherent shouting of my neighbors was like pounding the book agains my head. Is it pretentious to fill the boom with nonsense or is this suppose to build anticipation, as if buying the book and having to wait till I was off the high way was not enough. Am I suppose to fill these four pages with thought, does this author not realize that everyone thinks just as much as him but does not need to make up a world of two hundred pages to convey it. What else do you think these ***** can do besides fill space, but maybe these four pages are proof they can't. "Pretty **** good read" the guy behind the counter says.