December 2011
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Paper Gifts (or: Put a Bird on It) →
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December is the month of hiding, of voracious and endless reading. I finish Biography of Einstein and the new Eugenides novel, zip through A Moveable Feast one weekend and Ten Thousand Saints the next.
The radio begins to broadcast tips for seasonal affective disorder, which mostly consist of purchasing a sunlight machine.
I am using books to anesthetize myself, and they are good escapes.
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Osman refers to the settlers as “romantic urbanists”; they—or should I say...
– http://www.city-journal.org/2011/21_4_brooklyn.html