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art imitates my life

I don’t know what haruspicy* means, but this is the story of my life at the moment: Lerner, Ben (2014) 10:02, London, Granta, p. 206 A doctor discovers accidentally that the main character in poet Ben Lerner’s novel 10:02 has an unusual … Continue reading

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