After reading the other reviews of this book, I was excited about starting it. I found it boring. Rebecca arrives in the City, needs to use the bathroom, and so goes to an open house. She contemplates the lives of the people who live in the house for sale, marveling at the implicit permission of open house attendees to peer into the closets and medicine cabinets of others, and contemplates her own life in the process. She enjoyed the experience so much that she begins going to many open houses. Since there's precious little interaction with others or dialogue, I found myself just not caring what happened with this book. I'm afraid I couldn't recommend it to others.
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