Crossing That (Invisble) Bridge
Forty percent of the way in, Julie Orringer's transportive novel has met but not exceeded my expectations. There is a grim charm in constructing a romance just before the world goes to Hell. This is handled with appropriate pace and so far, at least, only minimal coincidences.
I had hoped that this would be Sorokin Week, but that will need to wait until June.
I had hoped that this would be Sorokin Week, but that will need to wait until June.
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