This novel is presented as a 'thriller', all this because he has it a crime. But it makes us just "thrilled" and yet, just a little bit at the end. Instead we would vomit because it comes from dune tribulations drunkard, an alcoholic who spends considerable time on the train, for once the title does not lie. This distinguishes of alcohol soaked through the windows of the train, slowing to a certain place, what happens below the houses that line the railway track. Of course these homes and this lintéressent puisquelle street there lived a more glorious time; and here quun beautiful young couple and drew his attention to the point that day or the woman disappears, our "hero" becomes a detective, still soaked, and managed the feat to find the culprit, while the police are supposed to be on teeth. The interest is in the composition of the novel, it is women who, in turn, tell what happens to them, and without this overflow of alcohol reading is not too boring.
