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Speaking, Over Her Left Shoulder And Toward His Reflection In The Mirror While Untangling The Knots From Her Hair, Of David Foster Wallace’s Review Of John Updike’s ‘Toward The End Of Time’ That “peculiarly American loneliness: is not that peculiar, not just American, His lighter looks like a dead goldfish. She has a hairbrush the size of a black bear paw.
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