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Good Morning, Midnight (Paperback)
Tragic, despairing, jaded, honest. Jean Rhys offers one of the most vulnerable and least romanticized portraits of a woman in Paris that I've seen in literature (though there is something dismally romantic about a woman drinking Pernod alone in the cafes of Paris, isn't there?). This is about the daily minutiae, the grim emotionality, and the occasional moments of light for a single, disillusioned woman drinking her way through Paris in the 1930s. This book's aesthetic? Luxury and grit. Its cheap hotels, dim brasseries, and lonely Parisian wanderings still haunt me.— From Julie
Sasha Jensen has returned to Paris, the city of both her happiest moments and her most desperate. Her past lies in wait for her in cafes, bars, and dress shops, blurring all distinctions between nightmare and reality. When she is picked up by a young man, she begins to feel that she is still capable of desires and emotions. Few encounters in fiction have been so brilliantly conceived, and few have come to a more unforgettable end.