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Category Archives: Essays

“I tell her she was perfect, and I hope I’m not lying.”

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“I arrived at Burroughs’ London flat off Picadilly in the early evening.”

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“It is a raw early February night in Salem, Oregon…”

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“And what the wind could not accomplish, time would…”

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“An abandoned house at a lake.”

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“Oh my god, who is she? I want her for my own.”

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“The placards I walked through. The wet raincoat on a hook.”

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“I belong to what may be the last generation of Plan B food writers.”

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“Then I walked all the way home, moist as a chocolate mousse.”

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“[A]n actual map of New York recalls our inner map of the city.”

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