Nope, I haven't been hacked.
This is supposedly a feminist and 'important' book but mostly it was a chore and an irritant.
What I took away from this was that the massively self-indulgent and deluded 'struggling' artist of the narrator was a female version of Lolita, where the obsession and constant justification for stalking was as invalid and as abusive as I found Humbert Humbert to be.
Not feminist, not much use, not much to take away from the rants about places of people in the 'art' world as it's far removed from reality.
In My Opinion, obv.
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