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A review by jodiwilldare
Breakfast of Champions by Kurt Vonnegut
3.0
Recently, one of the members for my Rock & Roll Bookclub wanted to re-read some Kurt Vonnegut. Since I’m a great lover of Vonnegut, I wholeheartedly supported this idea. I lobbied hard for Cat’s Cradle or God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater, which are my favorite.
For reasons I cannot remember we landed on Breakfast of Champions. It was interesting to re-visit nearly twenty years after that summer I spent shoving every Vonnegut book I could get my hands on right into my brain. Because much of my Vonnegut reading was during the summer of 1993, all his books have coalesced in my memory into a murky Vonnegut stew of characters and lines and vague plot summaries. So it goes.
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For reasons I cannot remember we landed on Breakfast of Champions. It was interesting to re-visit nearly twenty years after that summer I spent shoving every Vonnegut book I could get my hands on right into my brain. Because much of my Vonnegut reading was during the summer of 1993, all his books have coalesced in my memory into a murky Vonnegut stew of characters and lines and vague plot summaries. So it goes.
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