Augustin Burroughs has one of the most bizarre childhoods you could imagine. He tells stories about his alcoholic father and psychotic mother with a great deal of humor. I laughed out loud more times than I could count. I felt so often like I was sitting right beside him as he watched the strange cast of characters in his life.
When he was 13, his mother gave him away to her very unorthodox shrink. He lived in filth with no rules or limits with a group of people who were endearing, unhealthy, disgusting and very self centered. He was sexually abused and completely liberated in every possible way.
His life could not be described in any way except damaging and horrifying, but Augustin made it seem fun and entertaining much of the time. I was attrated and repelled in equal measures.
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