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a book that’s like The Name of the Rose

A middle-aged woman: “I’m looking for a book that’s like The Name of the Rose? Could you suggest something similar? It’s my favorite book!”

“Ma’am, if there were other books as good as The Name of the Rose, you’d know about them already, and their authors would be super famous and super popular.”

—p.144 Class: a novel Part III: Brainwash (105) by Francesco Pacifico
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someone who was designed to be mistreated

“So what is Fofi actually doing to you, specifically?”

“I don’t know if it’s anything specific. It’s little things. The way he asks questions. He’s really demeaning. He always tells me not to let the espresso percolate too much and checks if I’m rinsing stuff before putting it in the washing mac…

—p.132 Part III: Brainwash (105) by Francesco Pacifico
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describe it track by track without actually listening to it

Today is a slow day. He needs to check his bank account to see if he can afford presents for Gustavo’s children: the €6,000 from his father’s last bank transfer, for the fourth quarter of 2010, has gone quickly, and the first payment of the year usually arrives a little late; his father needs time …

—p.88 Part II: The Unhappy Lives of Kept Romans in New York (85) by Francesco Pacifico
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you studied the philosophy of language

You work on the Adidas and Colgate campaigns in bed, then fine-tune the copy for Dash Stain Remover: “Bad news, guys—this promo is for girls only.” It’s you who’s writing this. You studied the philosophy of language, la Societè du Spectacle, the ability of monkeys to figure out other monkeys’ inten…

—p.81 Part I: La Sposina (1) by Francesco Pacifico
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the sun is a rich yellow inspo/setting

THE SUN IS a rich yellow when she wakes up from her nap. Her shoulders and cheeks are heavy, and she lifts herself up on her elbows slowly, as if a sharp gesture might pull her back into full consciousness. The walls are covered in splotchy shadows and diamonds of light. The window feels cold to th…

—p.24 Part I: La Sposina (1) by Francesco Pacifico