I don't know what to say about this story. I liked the beginning and was intrigued by the story, but at times and especially near the end more often than not I was thinking, stop this post-modernistic nonsense and try and complete the story.
I felt I was left with more questions than usual...
Because this book claims to be a detective story, and yes, there is a detective in it, but is seems to me it's more a story of looking for oneself than someone.
City of Glass is the first novel in the New York Trilogy by Paul Auster