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448 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2014
The hardest part about not believing in God isn’t knowing there’s no heaven.
It’s knowing there’s no hell.
This is the Paris of the Nigerians who wash the visitors’ coffee cups, the Paris of the Arabs who sell them little Mona Lisa magnets from blankets spread out on the curb by the Seine.
”The English phrase is ‘slumming it,’ not ‘slamming it,’” I say over the awful Czech rap blasting through the speakers.
“Fuck do you know? You’re Russian,” he says.
“Can I turn down the music?”
“That’s me. That’s my album. MC Vrah is my name. It means, like, gangster, assassin. Did you know I was a rapper?"
”These girls are, you know, too young. I think about it and maybe they have family who miss them. I think maybe that redhead wants to be a schoolteacher or something back in Petersburg, but now we make her a whore.”
“So it does anger you?” I ask, looking for something human in him.
“When I think about it, yes,” Emil smiles. “That’s why I don’t think about it.”
I lay out the accessories any good princess would take for an evening at a fancy-dress ball:
Dove-gray satin elbow-length gloves made in Paris.
Black beaded clutch made in Milan.
Brownish yellow-capsules of rat poison made in North Korea.
I pull a book out of my backpack and lean against the door as the train shoots through the tunnel under the river toward Queens. It’s a novel with a teenage heroine set in a dystopian future. Which novel in particular doesn’t matter because they’re all the same. Poor teenage heroine, having to march off to war when all she really wants to do is run away with that beautiful boy and live off wild berries and love.
Guys out on the sidewalk in front of the shops whistle and catcall after me. They love this – the school uniform, the flash of seventeen-year-old legs.
He uses as his tools reason and facts, a whole orchestra of them. But in the end, they bounce off the armor of my stubbornness.
“Justice isn’t some abstract thing, Gwendolyn. What your did tonight, that’s what it looks like. Ugly and mean.”
WARNING!
This book does address such issues as human trafficking and an attempted rape scene. It is not glorified in any way. But it is presented.