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From: book reviews Category: Books Date: 14 November 2007 Time: 07:30 AM Review: Existentialist nonsense from overproductive perve. We take our murdering bastard pimping hero and thrust him into some kind of allo allo on acid occupied country, possibly in the east. He then does his stuff and is sent to kafkaesque interrrogation where he discover his being essence and some other junk. Simenon is dazzling shallow about these monstrous depths, and kets a kick out of all the nastiness. True trash with a touch of literary class.