This book wasn't too shabby.

Some books grab your attention and you love them straight away and some you hate straight away, this book kicks the crap out of you and makes you want to respect it.

The language is course and women are treated....well like objects, I would be surprised if it had been banned because of that.

It did feel like it was written by two authors, one writing about what was currently happening, taking a recording of the events and the second author writes and the "heroes" dreams and what he is thinking. The latter is great, everything flows so well and as you read the tempo picks up and the voices in your head get louder and louder (maybe that is just me though)

The type of writing is very similar to Bukowski, all observational, but I prefer Bukowski out of the two, probably because he is gentler.

Blog review of my second reading of this book: felcherman.wordpress.com/2022/03/17/tropic-of-cancer-by-henry-miller/