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You certainly don't want to read all of Cussler's books back-to-back, but one or two at a time make for great escapism. I always got the feeling that Cussler had his tongue stuck firmly in his cheek for most of these (I really hope he wasn't trying to be serious), as our intrepid Dirk Pitt and his side kick Al Giordino once again beat impossible odds, ignore terrible injuries and still beat the bad guys. I've gone off them since they started to be co-written, the fun seems to have faded out.
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