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Shopping Eros may be the story of Renton, a naif who, on the mission to accomplish a rite of passage that has long eluded him, drops down a trap-door where he confronts quick ladies, quicker medicines, a grisly resort, and the unpleasant yellow fangs of what the law states. Strained through the prism of his acerbic humor, his consideration bumps with vehicle-accident, cant-search-away backbone and integrity -breaking humor.Hereis what visitors have said*",fucking amusing, have not laughed that hard in some time." -Some Person on the Web ",battled to place this down," -Amazon-Review by Kitten"it is the greatest writing I have observed on the Kindle marketplace." -Various Other Guy from the Web",raw, vulgar, and funny," -Amazon-Review by Nhorn"I, like, guide," -Ed John Olmos***All are Legit estimates from real people**Except this oneNEWLY MODIFIED: the writing has become a far more satisfying tone of crimson. The Start Of Shopping Eros: Let me start by stating, The World -or Lord, in the event that you can ('cause I will not)- fucking hates me. This understanding found me at the heels of another, more relevant thought; that at a particular stage, bad luck prevents being bad luck, and starts being fully a sign in The World that it is balanced a pail of fragrant excretions menacingly above your doorway.