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[...] He hopes, right now, that I am pregnant. He says I'm probably a month gone, he can tell by the flab around my belly button. I think maybe it's just flab, from eating donuts and lying around all day. But we're making money. We can book appointments.

[...] a writer twenty years older who e-mailed daily love notes like exquisite novels in miniature but in the end said he was too old for her he had divorce kids he had moss growing on his antlers it would never work he was too old.

[...] When a solipsist dies, after all, everything goes with him. [...]

[...] It’s not that students don’t “get” Kafka’s humor but that we’ve taught them to see humor as something you get — the same way we’ve taught them that a self is something you just have. No wonder they cannot appreciate the really central Kafka joke: that the horrific struggle to establish a …

[...] The fact of the matter is that if you’re a true-blue, market-savvy Young Voter, the only thing you’re certain to feel about John McCain’s campaign is a very modern and American type of ambivalence, a sort of interior war between your deep need to believe and your deep belief that the need to …