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book club: american literature.

  I’m beginning to have difficulties recalling the books I’ve read over the last few years, so I’m compiling a list of texts I can remember reading and can recommend – for my own posterity if nothing else. I thought … Continue reading

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can’t afford.

her arrival at the warehouse was announced by the clop clop clop of her high heels. i saw her as i came down the stairs. she smiled we exchanged pleasantries and she gave me back my copy of the doors of … Continue reading

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it’s sunday..

I’m a bit hungover and learning this song seems like a good idea. It starts about one minute and forty seconds in, after his spoken word piece: I wana tell you about texas radio and the big beat. It comes … Continue reading

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