It's a decent piece of work, but far from the mindfucked glory of certain other novels of his. In some ways, I found it to be more of a social commentary than his usual psychonautic adventures. One should perhaps read it with this in mind, and knowing this, I believe I will be able to appreciate it better for what it actually is, if I ever reread it. One thing I would like to note is how the characters deviate from his usual cast of characters in a good way. There is a lot of emotion and depth to certain parts of the story.

Despite this minor detail, PKD has completely outdone himself in one particular regard, that is, naming the book. Without a doubt is this my favourite title among all of his work:

Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said

FLOW MY TEARS, FALL FROM YOUR SPRINGS!
EXILED FOREVER LET ME MOURN;
WHERE NIGHT'S BLACK BIRD HER SAD INFAMY SINGS,
THERE LET ME LIVE FORLORN.