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Tuesday, March 1, 2016

      I wanted to be bookish and failed.  I wanted to steep myself in European literature.  There I was, in our modest garden apartment in a nondescript part of Queens, steeping myself in European literature.  The word "steep" was the whole point.  Once I had decided to steep myself, there was no need to read the work.

--Don DeLillo, "Sine Cosine Tangent"
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