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| Paul Auster |
I wish I had access to my bookshelves. I'd reach for Ellison, Didion and Pynchon, even though I can't read a word.
I gas on about the first 18 pages of Moon Palace by Paul Auster here.
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| Paul Auster |
I wish I had access to my bookshelves. I'd reach for Ellison, Didion and Pynchon, even though I can't read a word.
I gas on about the first 18 pages of Moon Palace by Paul Auster here.
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I think that all of these fine books to be reached should be packed in a box and must be transported to Lovesick Lake, to our command post, to our special Monks of Fall haven, where all of us -- all 13 of us -- gather on the last weekend of September 2022, to be with you, my valiant DPR, for a weekend of support (and I get to burn everything in sight, of course -- plastic chairs? Bring 'em on!, motherfuckers!)... Just a thought...
I will be honest -- the bridge does call to me. But while I'm being honest no-one wants me on the road just yet. Maybe by next year September?
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