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Jason Priestley (no, not that Jason Priestley) is in a rut. He gave up his teaching job to write snarky reviews of cheap restaurants for the free newspaper you take but don't read. He lives above a video-game store, between a Polish newsstand and that place that everyone thinks is a brothel but isn't. His most recent Facebook status is "Jason Priestley is . . . eating soup." Jason's beginning to think he needs a change.
So he uncharacteristically moves to help a girl on the street who's struggling with an armload of packages, and she smiles an incredible smile at him before her cab pulls away. What for a fleeting moment felt like a beginning is cruelly cut short—until Jason realizes that he's been left holding a disposable camera. And suddenly, with prodding and an almost certainly disastrous offer of assistance from his socially inept best friend Dev, a coincidence-based, half-joking idea—What if he could track this girl down based on the photos in her camera?—morphs into a full-fledged quest to find the woman of Jason's dreams.
Publishers Weekly Review
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I felt this novel was a bit lacking. The prose style was direct: no colorful use of language, no symbolism, and the story went in a simple predictable trajectory. It was a quick read but I had a hard time digesting all the pop cultural/social media references. I don't think that they enhanced the story, but maybe I'm just weary of things that are "too now" in regards to fiction. I want to read something that's going to age gracefully, not soon be dated by references. My favorite character was definitely Abby, but even she fell flat: the archetype manic pixie dream girl, who's quirky nature heals and motivates the men she befriends to wake up and pursue their dreams. Overall, I took a gamble and read Charlotte Street, but I don't think this novel is for me.