Not at all what I was expecting from the synopsis. Less an eco thriller and exploration of capitalism and precarious employment, more so ruminating on memory and the art of writing. Very stream of consciousness, telling over showing, and so fucking pretentious. I thought it would be more about exploitation of migrant workers in a capitalistic industrial/agricultural sector but these boys are rich and doing it for funsies to be able to have a story and I could give less shits about middle class white kids whining

Also the way the narrator/author told the story was so detached and emotionless it felt almost robotic