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Friday, July 6, 2007
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"Once I had recognized the taste of the crumb of madeleine soaked in her decoction of lime flowers which my aunt used to give me...immediately the old gray house upon the street, where her room was, rose up like the scenery of a theater." Marcel Proust, Swann's Way
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I am!
I PROMISE I will post this week. Now that my draft is done, I'm giving myself a little more free rein.
Erhm, no. I've been cheating on Proust with other books and a few magazines. Oh yeah, and with cable, which we don't have at home in Brooklyn. I've just decided to leave one of my illicit lovers out of boredom, though, so I may yet return to Proust.
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