After The Last Good Kiss
Miami Blues by Charles Willeford
If Sughrue's whiskey-soaked pilgrimage rewired what detective fiction could be for you, Willeford's Miami swamp of petty criminals will feel like coming home to a different dive bar in the same ruined America. Same refusal to sanitize vice, same sardonic poetry slicing through despair, same understanding that character depth matters infinitely more than tidy resolutions.