Review: “Lemons, Lemons, Lemons, Lemons, Lemons” in Santa Rosa
In a London in the not-too-distant future, the British government has imposed a strict limitation on the number of words any individual can speak in a twenty-four-hour time period. That’s the basic premise of Sam Steiner’s Lemons, Lemons, Lemons, Lemons, Lemons. The “whys?” for the limitations are barely addressed (and the “hows?” never are) in…









