A steady oscillation between deliciously observed, ferociously strange fragments of consciousness and the social kabuki of the tragicomic teenage bildungsroman ... Invigorating and often hilarious ... When we’re really in Nicholas’s mind, we never want to leave ... Thrilling ... Don’t expect much in the way of big narrative twists ... The juice here is watching Clune’s little cyclones of thought ... Like a great painter, Clune can show us the mind, the world, with just a few well-placed verbs.
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