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i just finished reading jesus' son, a collection of short stories, my first exposure. anyone else familiar with him? his prose is lyric, invoking nabokov's command of and joy in language, coupled with a post-modern, even irvine welsh-ian hallucinatory, tarnished view of the goings-on of the world, yet with a viciously american bite to the whole package. a rare treat... |
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