Twelve kinds of taste
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Fiction, Inner cities, Hispanic American teenagers, Jews
Bobby is young and black. He shares a cramped apartment in the south Bronx with his mother, his younger siblings and the ceaselessly scratching rats that infest the walls behind his bed.
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Overwhelming, bleak, demanding and grave.
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“Bobby lay in bed listening to the rats scratching and squealing in the wall a few inches behind his head, the rats sounding as if they were ready to gnaw through his skull and chew on his eyeballs from the inside.”
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