The People’s Act of Love

This novel started out so strongly and I read the first one hundred pages without effort, held fast by the dark, dark humor and progress. Now, many confusing characters have been suddenly introduced and I’m floundering. Amidst the confusion and clutter, I did find one paragraph last night with a sentence that caused me to laugh out loud. And I suppose if laughing is the last thing one does before hitting the pillow, the day (not to mention the novel) is saved:

Tolik Redhead, a recidivist chicken-thief from Kiev, said he hadn’t been to England but he knew a girl in Brovary whose underwear came from Manchester.