I liked everything except the very last page. And even that, I'm still not sure about. Regardless of the ending, the story, the characters, the writing - it's all good.
Beautiful. I read this just as I discovered an amazing guitarist called Stephan Wrembel who plays locally at Barbes in Brooklyn - doing a Django Reinhardt night. All seemed to fit, summer of Gypsy stuff!
Beautiful, evocative, stunning sentence structure. Full of lust, passion, tactile descriptions. I would have given it 5 stars. But at page 193 I was left with an unfinished feeling.