Private Citizens is a darkly funny book that sometimes is just dark. It follow four supremely unlikeable 20-somethings in 2007 San Francisco in their daily lives for some kind of awful Breakfast Club of modern times.

It took me a really long time to start accepting that I hated everyone, that it was intended, that I could still like the book. After that, it flowed very easily, going from story to story, sometimes a bit confusing and often very frustrating.

I recognized myself and my peers in this awful story about the giant mess that our protagonists are.

It was great.