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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 sunglasses at night, this is some desperate company Slothrop has fallen in with all right— the saxman is playing “Chattanooga Choo Choo” and those vibrations are just driving her wild.

— Thomas Pynchon, Gravity’s Rainbow (1973)

Glenn Miller! The Nicholas Brothers! Dorothy Dandridge! Hermann Broch? Jack Soo? Don’t blame Caz Dolowicz, he voted for Debs!!

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