Following the Klosterman trend:
Killing Yourself to Live, wherein Señor Klosterman visits the sites of a bunch of rock-n-roll deaths. Again, he allows himself to come off as kind of a dick at times, but acknowledges that he is doing so, which I guess is supposed to make it not so bad. It was an enjoyable read, but I'm glad it was a library book and I didn't pay for it.
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