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Do you see that tag up there? The one that says "verified purchase?" Yeah, that means I spent my own money on this. Money I earned through the labors and toils of wage slavery, money that could have been directed toward food or shelter or a head start on my as-yet-nonexistent children's college educations, was actually lifted from my bank account at my command and directed toward the unholy coffers of the Kardashian empire. Why did I do this? I don't know. Why do you pick at scabs? Why do you squirt hot sauce directly onto canker sores? I guess sometimes scratching an itch feels better than not itching at all in the first place. Look, I'm not going to sit here and lie to you and act like I've gotten all the way through this thing, which as the only novel heretofore published by the youngest Kardashian/Jenner sisters technically qualifies as their "magnum opus," even if they didn't write it themselves. I assume they didn't write it not because the quality is too good - it's not, but really it is about the same as all of the other YA dystopian nonsense out there - but because their own authorship would reduce the cynicism of the exercise to levels I find unlikely for the Kardashian clan. Authorship, even lousy authorship, requires sincerity, an emotion whose display is I believe altogether impossible for Homo economicus kardashianus. On to the writing. Wow, there are some howlers here. Videlicet chapter 1: "Veda is an anomaly, too. Horses have not existed for centuries, but my father successfully bred them in his labs." I mean... just... how is this allowed? I recognize that we live in an ultracapitalist terrorsphere where people are free to pay for whatever trash their heart desires (GUILTY), but how in the year 2014 are we tolerating fiction that includes statements like this? Horses have not EXISTED for CENTURIES... but her father BRED THEM IN HIS LABS (MULTIPLE). This sentence takes place approximately 4% of the way into the book and it was at this point that I threw my kindle across the room, where it may stay forever. I'm taking deep breaths. Going to open a bottle of wine, put some Chopin on and try to maintain. Urge to kill falling.