McGlue

McGlueHaven't had a drop in days more so Salem, Massachusetts, 1851: McGlue is in the hold, still too drunk to be sure of his name or situation or orientation he may have killed a man. That man may have been his best friend. Now, McGlue wants one thing and one thing only: a drink. Because for McGlue, insufferable, terrifying memories accompany sobriety. Asail on the high seas of literary tradition, Ottessa Moshfegh gives us an unforgettable blackguard on a

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