It's a book by Eshkol Nevo. And I actually liked it. Which is interesting because most Israeli books suck because either they're (a) tragedies, (b) conspiracies, (c) really twisted and weird or (d) really boring. So anyway, I won't ruin the end of this book too terribly, but I think it hit a little too close to home. It's about four really good
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