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In the States, senators, mayors, governors, and local dignitaries all graved the various head tables. The New York gathering invited President James Buchanan to attend but he turned them down because of the press of public duties. He managed to send a message: “Poor Burns. I have always deplored his sad fate. He has ever […]

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Find out why and— for the first time ever— exactly where Agee lived in Brooklyn, and his previously unremarked connection to Notorious B.I.G. at HiLoBrow.com. “Or that great range of brick and browstone north of Fulton which in each two blocks falls upon more and more bad fortune…” — Agee “If I’m pimpin on the F with weed on […]

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He left the dodoes to rot, he couldn’t endure to eat their flesh. Usually, he hunted alone. But often, after months of it, the isolation would begin to change him, change his very perceptions— the jagged mountains in full daylight flaring as he watched into freak saffrons, streaming indigos, the sky his glass house, all […]

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There is a general withdrawing from orifices after a while, drinking, doping and gabbing resume, and many begin to drift away to catch some sleep. Here and there a couple or threesome linger. A C-melody saxophone player has the bell of his instrument snuggled between the widespread thighs of a pretty matron  in sunglasses, yes […]

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In Lucas, Kansas Samuel Perry Dinsmoor built a “Garden of Eden” containing among other thins trees, sidewalks, fences, flower beds, fish pool, bird and animal cages U.S. flags, a “Goddess of Liberty”, soldier, Indian, animals, birds, a monument showing “The Crucifixion of Labor”, angels, the Devil, Adam & Eve, the Serpent, Cain & Abel and […]

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—inbound traffic on the Gowanus Exp… favor, send your mouth on a vaca… and rain, the present tem… no tiene nada — William Gaddis, from J.R. (1975) *** Jim Knipfel is also with William Gaddis

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It Was Black, Black Took.

Black ink best wheel brown. Excellent not a hull house, not a pea soup, no bill no care, no precise, no past past pearl goat. — Gertrude Stein, from Tender Buttons (1914) *** “It’s worthwhile knowing Homer could nod.” — Gerald Finzi to Ralph Vaughan Williams, 1952.  

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There was morning gray in the sky as the sedan crossed Brooklyn Bridge. There was some pale blue in the sky as Vanning parked the car off Canal Street. He used the subway to get back to the Village, and upon entering his room the first direct move he made was to start packing his things. […]

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Out at sea a single clarinet begins to play, a droll melody joined in on after a few bars by guitars and mandolins. Birds huddle bright-eyed on the beach. Katje’s heart lightens, a little, at the sound. Slothrop doesn’t yet have the European reflexes to clarinets, he still thinks of Benny Goodman and not of […]

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I suppose that I owed it all to General Butler— Beast Butler, as they used to call him in New Orleans, and as far away as London, after his notorious General Order Number 28, that any woman showing contempt for any officer or man of the Federal forces should be treated like a woman of the […]

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