I
consider myself well-read, but when the author started listing titles and books
I’ve never heard of, I felt stupid. Maybe that set the tone for me for this
book.
Juliette
lives in Paris. She has an ordinary life and an ordinary job. On her commute to
her ordinary job, she is always interested in the books her fellow commuters
are reading. Desparate for a change, Juliette gets off the metro at a stop
unfamiliar to her. As she wandes through this new area, she discovers a gate
held open by a book.
Entranced,
she venture through the gates and discovers a small but very crowded bookstore.
This was creepy if y’all ask me. The store is run by a man named Soliman, who
lives on the premises with his young daughter. Soliman was creepy. He never ventures
out of his compound, yet he has a gaggle of passuers
that seem to do his bidding. Their goal is to match a book with the right
person. I was never really sure how that
worked. The general gist was that they should follow the person, get to know
their habits, etc., so they could be matched with the perfect book.
“The Girl Who Reads
on the Metro”
isn’t my cup of tea, and that is why it receives 2 out of 5 stars in Julie’s world.
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