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Manhattan shimmered like a single thing project/secret-life

At sunset, Manhattan shimmered like a single thing, a beaten piece of gold or some mythical animal flicking its pink feathers in the sun, and beside its ravishing silhouette the steps Aziz and his compatriots were taking seemed too small: amassing drums of nitroglycerine and ammonia and fertilizer …

—p.436 Look at Me by Jennifer Egan
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I’d made my choices long ago project/stunt-story topic/the-passage-of-time

She set down her pen and looked at me. “Charlotte, we know this thing is rotten,” she said. “But it’s still in our hands, we can still walk away. All we will have lost is some time!” I saw the martini in her eyes—the heat, the conviction. And a strange feeling overtook me then; it flared at the wor…

—p.340 by Jennifer Egan
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they were already defeated inspo/funny topic/americana

He gazed through his windshield at the fake red-brick exterior, the debased shrubbery surrounded by wood chips. Beijing, Moscow—they were all over the world, McDonald’s, colonizing, anesthetizing, and it was said that no country containing one had been at war since. Of course, they were already def…

—p.280 by Jennifer Egan
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I was twenty-eight and a professional beauty topic/beauty topic/wealthy-people

And that was basically that, although it took several more years before I was truly a catalogue girl with no prestige whatsoever. Just how many years I wasn’t sure, exactly, because at that point, the point at which my acceleration began to reverse, time started running together—there was no more a…

—p.178 by Jennifer Egan
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somehow, I would convert them into power project/teacher-story project/valet-story topic/beauty

What these qualities meant, how they conjoined to form a human being who looked and moved a certain way, I had no idea. As a teenager, I first became aware of people’s eyes catching on me as I walked down Michigan Avenue with my mother and Grace during shopping trips to Chicago. They glanced, then …

—p.168 by Jennifer Egan