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I actually both read and listened to this one on CD, courtesy of my local library. I am not a big books on CD person, and this one on CD annoyed me a little because the narrator was being on the dramatic side. I mean, this is Provincetown, which is quietly beautiful. It’s not World War II. Just my 2 cents.
In any event, the book itself is great. If you’ve ever been there, you’ll enjoy the descriptions of all the places you’ve been and the history behind them. By the end, I realized that Provincetown will be a part of so many of our lives, at so many parts of our lives.
Here’s my favorite quote:

Among the strollers and shoppers on a summer afternoon, it is not unusual to see, within a fifty-foot radius, all of the following: a crowd of elderly tourists who have come for the day on a tour bus on have disembarked from a cruise ship anchored in the harbor; a pack of muscle boys on their way to the gym; a vacationing mother and father shepherding their exhausted and fussy children through the shops; a pair of lesbians with a dachshund in a rainbow collar; two gay dads in chinos and Izod shirts pushing their adopted daughter in a stroller; a dreadlocked and ostentatiously tattooed young woman who works at the head shop; a man dressed, very convincingly, as Celine Dion….
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