The narrative style was so weird and raunchy to me, and I haven't read an epistolary novel quite like this before. There are a lot of horrible prejudiced and outdated terms and statements made in this book, but it's written so well...UGH. That page that's a love letter to J. since Danny thinks he's going to die is one of the most beautiful love confessions I've ever read...I don't know what the fuck happened in this book, but it hit me hard. And that ending, damn.