August 2009
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the back is the beginning
I read the blurb to you, the back, with all its fancy and post-modern words.
“Hyperkinetic, hurtling into consciousness, unaffectedly affecting”
“Doesn’t it sound good?” I asked.
You would not glance, look, read. So you are blameless in all of this.
Still I think you are wasted. You are content to
stay at home. Work. Read aloud the story of Alice down the...