I'm not sure why this book has been popping up everywhere recently. I picked it up off a recommendation.

I thought it was a compelling short story written from the point of view of someone born in captivity and questioning what it means to be human if everything else is stripped away.

None of the characters really matter except for the main character, which is a bit of a shame. I'm torn between wanting more to the plot versus admitting that the book has clearly told the story the author intended and that it is an acceptable artistic choice.

Like many other reviews I will echo that the last sentence is indeed hard hitting.