by Janet Evanovich

Dirty Thirty isn’t exactly highbrow literature, but if you’re looking for a mindless audiobook to pass the time with a few laughs, it fits the bill. The story is semi-okay, offering some fun moments, but the worst part? The voice acting. It’s honestly one of the most cringe-worthy imitations of voices I’ve ever heard — so bad it’s almost distracting. If you can get past that, it’s a decent diversion, but don't expect anything more than a light, somewhat sloppy listen.

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