On Thursday, I took the bus up to Noosa to spend a couple of days with my sister and her fiance. En route, I ploughed my way through
Bad Monkeys, which had an interesting premise and a sparkling beginning, but to my mind went off the rails in the last 50 pages or so.
While in Noosa, I introduced my sister to
Dexter, which she seemed to like, even
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