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Serve-and-Volley, Near Vichy
… expectation that my life would simply sort itself out and come to resemble the normal model. Vicky and I had been … your game, Léon. I was living and dying with each of your points. And although you lost the match I thought you played … fiction Sports relationships France Henfield Prize winners 126-136 By Greg Jackson …
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A Bookish Dissidence: A History of U.S. Alternative Media
… University, I overcame an ambition for graduate studies in philosophy and ended up working as a security guard … overnight free-form time slot. Needless to say, it was non-commercial and frequently included music that was not radio … of the 1960s, the women’s movement, and anti-war journals. Streitmatter also discusses gay and lesbian …
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Feathers
… an envelope I had taken to Germany for my mother before she died— She didn’t remember the jays, which had come to her feeder in this country. Didn’t remember their …
Post-Traumatic Stress Syndrome Blues
… later I fly into what’s left Of Dak Sieng to pick up GI bodies. They load me three. Body bags aren’t all they’re … that hazes up From my woodstove. It rains. My dog’s food comes in 50-pound sacks. I run. Some nights are blessed with … To get my ass above Tracer burn-out altitude So the 50 cals couldn’t draw a bead On me, The door gunners’ machine …
Proserpine’s Island
… Proserpine’s Island Not knowing enough to come in out of the rain, I walk the ramparts of Enna’s … Gulf of Gela, washing southern Sicily, the poet Aeschylus died, brained by a tortoise-shell dropped by a … internal organs and heart. Indifferent to the relics, Mike points dejectedly to the marble tomb on our left. A printed …
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A Most Wanted Woman
… no more threat to nobody’s freedom than some dad in a sitcom. Right. Get the viewer population so cop-happy they’re … fashion. Put another way, there are no women in the Navy SEALs and setting a story in the intelligence milieu tends to … family who was recruited by CIA during her graduate studies at Georgetown. The first half of the book describes …
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