Joyce was born in Cairo and, shortly thereafter, emigrated with her family to America.
As she grew up –an Egyptian Jew, Joyce struggled to figure out who she really was, and where she truly belonged.
She never really settled in any once place, moving frequently for on reason or another. But I think she finally discovered her “self”, nonetheless.
An interesting book, though I could’ve done without the bits about Joyce’s “relations” with this or that person.
Rated: B-
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