I just finished A Confederacy of Dunces - the Pulitzer Prize-winning novel by John Kennedy Toole. And everybody raved about it, left and right, up and down. They said that I would just laugh out loud when reading it on the bus, and have trouble containing my giggles in the metro.
But no, you know, I really didn't like the book.
That sucks. What am I missing? What was so funny?
Damn interesting site. You're leading a great life in the most beautiful city in the world.
As an old Paris boulevardier, I salute you!