Set in pre-Katrina New Orleans.
Well, I didn't get this one.
Something about a drunken university student vomiting all over a Magazine Street bar.
Her Russian boyfriend broke up with her.
Was everything real or imagined? I really didn't care.
Part of the problem, for me, is that the author works in the literary side of things and is not a bona fide mystery author. Nothing happens. It's just a navel gazing, self-pitying story about a girl vomiting dramatically.
Thankfully it was short
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