Something tells me that Grant Lawrence’s Adventures in Solitude (Harbour) isn’t going to spur the same kind of Oprah-induced travel frenzy as Elizabeth Gilbert’s 21 book club
Review of "The Man in the Red Coat" by Julian Barnes.
The postcard presents a series of absences—the nameless photographer,
the unknown writer and recipient; it is constituted by what is unknown
Maybe my doctor has two patients named Ian Roy, and I’ve been sent the other Ian’s file
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