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… line that imposes everything onto her. The third line, completing the sentence, reconciles extremes in a generous … leaves him more anxious than most writers to reach that audience and shape their sense of him. He can only be who he … reviewing. This interesting bit of reception history points to cross currents in democracy itself: independence …
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… lots of people are killed. But earthquakes aren’t much more common in Haiti than in, say, the American Midwest. So the … was no escaping death. It literally surrounded us, as bodies were everywhere—on sidewalks and streets, buried in … morgue and main hospital in Port-au-Prince. I made my way also to the central Port-au-Prince business district, a …
… aggressive and the most traditional—of the group. If I were compelled to apply the yardstick of my critical principles … pimpgetter whole. Smear it up, Death; knock it down, Godie-Boy. But I am not sneering; I even think I understand. … that which is at the moment most up-to-date. There is also in most of them pretentiousness. Thus Mr. Patchen …
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… During my junior semester abroad, I worked as a companion for Anne-Marie, a famously reclusive French poet who died a couple years ago. She had a rule I knew well, though … tossed with rum-soaked dried cranberries and a drizzle of balsamic vinegar. For dessert, she made a cast-iron fruit …
… of got used to dormitory living. The year was 1959. I had come home to Marshall to begin a belated college career and … Did I really want to spend my days carting around dead bodies? Wasn’t there something a bit spooky and, well, strange … off. I can remember gazing down at his poor shrunken genitals, the flaccid little penis and the wrinkled, drawn-up …
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… Visit An hour selecting the best talking book to help him die: What was I thinking as I dragged my finger across the … Navigation, The Too of Weight Loss, Focusing— nothing but comfort , a heating pad when the cramps knife in, or tiger … To do the wrong thing out of love: What makes anything but compost of death? This does, this does, this does. 489-490 …