Mark Leibovich's This Town is the sort of book that attracts more attention before its publication than after. The idea of a tell-all about the back-scratching, self-obsessed behavior of Washington insiders, written by no less an expert than the New York Times Washington, DC, correspondent, sounds pretty salacious. But while This Town begins promisingly enough, with a prologue set at Tim Russert's funeral that indignantly gapes at all the politicians and commentators who are using the occasion of a beloved journalist's death to preen and be seen, it soon fades into monotony.
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