This is a powerful book, because raw and real. Hard to believe it was written by someone uneducated, as its insights are intellectual and its metaphors breathtakingly poetic. Maybe it was ghostwritten, or complied from notes or a diary; or maybe it's a compilation of stories about many people applied to one. Or maybe it is what it seems, the worst outcome, because it shocks by illustrating how far life can sink when loss desensitizes. As it turns out, it's a novel, but so convincing it reads like a biography. The dynamic is interesting: giving nothing (sex) for something (money) allows the exploited to feel in control, when there is no control. And her rant about hypocrisy not only demonstrates class hatred, but seems a pitiful rationalization for reducing our best emotion to a transaction. The real dynamic is allegiance for protection, inevitable in the abused.I had to read slowly, because the text over-powers. No question, though: It's one of a kind, and a bargain, if only because it makes us thankful for lives we didn't lead. Is "she" an intellectual or just French? But to be one is to be the other, even when Parisians are beasts. All in all, a modern "Moll Flanders," unredeemed and haunting. Jeanne Cordelier has written twelve books, best-sellers in France. Her website is interesting: JeanneCordelier.com.
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