Love and Death on Long Island: A Novel
He hesitated a moment and then grinned, suddenly looking rather boyish and shy. ‘It’s cold in the winter,’ he said. ‘I don’t like that. And Parisians—I do not find them so very friendly, do you?’ He did not wait for my answer. ‘They are not like the people I knew when I was younger. In Italy we are friendly, we dance and sing and make love—but thes
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These sentences were semantically surreal but syntactically flawless. Racter could sort its stack of words into a dry parody of scholarly method. This dissertation will show that the love of a man and a woman is not the love of steak and lettuce. Or it could work up a tone that nestled somewhere between flirtation and insult. I was thinking as you
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Marlowe stands close and lights it for him, smelling of hair cream and something else as well. The faintest whiff of brimstone. Marlowe enjoys a different kind of immortality, achieved by different means. No magic acorns or slumbering under trees. He sold his soul on the dotted line, joined an exclusive members’ club. Eternal life. But not eternal
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