So refreshing to read about a topic that is often overlooked in literature. I believed in the world and the characters that were created, even when at times I did not care for them. The descriptions of the oyster house and the mashers and the streets of London made you feel as if you were there with the characters. 
 The one thing that bugged me about this book was the over-use of gay slang in a non-gay context, i.e. We were all very gay (happy). I drew a hit from my fag (cigarette). I felt like it was just a literary trick that really held no value. We get it; she's a lesbian. There was just something empty about the effort. 
 Favorite Quote: 
 I at once lost the sense of ghostliness, that feeling of waiting in the wing, and grew warm and substantial again before the blaze of her attention.