Hmmm… This book tells you what you can do when you visit Paris , and what you can see in regard to the two people that are its focus. But on this evidence I have no inclination to ever go there again. The brevity of the piece means we have to just take it on as gospel that Stein was a genius (patently untrue on the evidence here), and for me there was zero impetus to even start to think of making a pilgrimage. I like the fact that juvenile biographies about atypical, unexpected subjects are available, but they have to attend to the fact that often the topic needs to be sold to the reader, and this didn't start that. And the blankest, verseless "blank verse" approach helped nobody, either.