Amanda Hess in the New York Times:
In 2009, The New York Observer published “The Hipster Grifter,” an article identifying a small-time scammer prowling the Brooklyn scene, extracting cash from unsuspecting men. Her name was Kari Ferrell, and she was 22 and immensely charming. She left a flurry of notes in her wake, cocktail napkins etched with sexually explicit jokes, sometimes signed “Korean Abdul-Jabbar.” It worked as long as her marks didn’t Google her name and find that she was wanted for felony fraud in Utah.
Once exposed (and detained), Ferrell became a recurring obsession on Gawker.com. Napkins were auctioned on eBay. Nude photos appeared online without her consent. Though she briefly penned a jailhouse column, her motivations remained mysterious. She was flattened into a filthy erotic character, and then she disappeared.
In fact, Ferrell herself did not know why she was driven to lie and steal, but she seems to have spent much of the next 15 years figuring it out. She has re-emerged with “You’ll Never Believe Me,” her captivating, sharp and very funny memoir.
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