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Roofworld

By Christopher Fowler

(1988)

This book's about a bunch of jokers who live their whole lives on roofs and travel around by stringing cables from building to building.  It's a pretty cool idea... unless it rains, I guess.  Anyway, this one crazy roof cat is trying to start a cult and secede from the union, so a huge gang war breaks out and all the roof people start killing each other.  And I gotta say, these murders rock: in one part they shove a peacock feather down this guy's throat (just to be weird, I assume) and then keelhaul him.  Who takes the time to keelhaul anybody anymore?  It's nice to read about people who actually care about their work.  The only thing I didn't like about this was the female cop.  The book says she's "big" and "solid", "her appetitive was prodigious", and that you need to keep sweets out of "grabbing distance" of her, but then it goes on and on about how hot she is!  I'm sorry, but the last time I checked "big" and "hot" were opposites.  Hey, if the dude who wrote this likes lifting up a broad's fat rolls and picking out the cracker crumbs before he fucks her that's his business, but I really don't want to know about it.


 

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