"What the...?"

 This book doesn't have that much description compared to others, but when there is, it creates an image in your mind you wouldn't expect. That's what makes this book interesting to read. Absolutely nothing is predictable. For example, on page 53, Kemp describes Sala's apartment, and he says, "Sanderson shunned it, and Zimburger called it a sewer. It reminded me of a big handball court in some stench-ridden YMCA. The ceiling was twenty feet high, not a breath of clean air..." I knew exactly what Kemp was talking about, and my younger days at the YMCA came flooding back to me. I took gymnastics in such a gym, and played basketball in one too. It made me laugh. I got the perfect image of Sala's apartment.
 Another example of this is on page 54. Kemp says, "One Monday morning I was awakened by what sounded like children being butchered outside the window. I looked through a crack in the shutter and saw about fifteen tiny Puerto Ricans, dancing on the sidewalk and tormenting a three-legged dog." Never would I have expected to have an image of children being butchered in my head, but this description served its purpose, and I could hear the dog's helpless cries as the Puerto Ricans tortured it. This made the scene more real.
 It's also interesting because most of the non-dialogue text is Kemp's thoughts, and you can tell more about him from the way he describes the world around him. I really like how the author does this.