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william gaddis: the recognitions.
robert musil: the man without qualities
obviously, marcel proust: in search of lost time.
james joyce: ulysses, finnegans wake
thomas pynchon: gravity's rainbow
salman rushdie: midnight's children
there are lots.
o & my contempt for ayn rand really knows no limits. i am struggling not to get started about it. the queen of purple prose, the sort of writer that makes one pine for the austerity of style anne rice is o so known for...stopping now. clicking on post. must stop.
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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear
it make you sick.
-kamau brathwaite
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