I’m not sure it’s good to write reviews after drinking two beers. Heineken 16 oz. Not much else to do in the full heat of a broiling Palm Beach afternoon, except drink and porno surf.
OLIVER BOOTH on Lingua Strada is a 2nd self-published novel by the nephew of Donald Trump. Most vanity press publications are exercises in bad grammar and point A to B plot lines, however as a Palm Beach native David Desmond has obviously saved his funny juice for this book, since on Google his name appears as a neuro-headshrinker and we are well aware of how funny psychologists are at a party.
No one playing God is funny.
Bible.
Not one punch line.
OLIVER BOOTH explores a ne-er-do-well’s vain attempts striving to status climb his way to success via a failing interior decorating shop off Worth Avenue. A kiss of death address as I learned bicycling down Palm Beach’s vein of commerce, although I’m telling everyone I meet here that I’m opening about a massage parlor in Worth Alley with three Thais; one boy, one girl, and one ka-toey. I’m sure David Desmond would enjoy a soapie.
So would his protagonist OLIVER BOOTH.
See http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Desmond
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