Reading King City and following characters such as our slacker-kid cat master and the masked Pete as they embark upon their capers remind me of my youth, as I followed a friend into weird and intimidating places that opened my eyes to the existence of a whole other world lying underneath the one I knew. It's like that visit to an after-hours club where you don't really belong, but in which you manage to have an incredible night that serves as the fodder for a story you'll be telling for the rest of your life. King City takes its readers to that place, where one's wide-eyed wonderment is mixed with a sense of intimidation. Read Full Review
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