The store in my neighborhood that sells nothing but colored tape.
How does one prepare oneself to emerge from two years of sitting alone in a room and writing? In my case, one buys shoes. The galleys of the book I labored over for those many months have landed on the desks of reviewers and readers. My mom has one. My old boss has another.
If I needed more proof that Gary Shteyngart’s semi sci-fi book “Super Sad True Love Story” is a work of oracular genius, I got it today at Printemps department store in Paris. Shteyngart’s book is set in a fictionalized New York City, about 30 years in the future, when a few rich people live like
Selling my antique clock to a gentle watchmaker, then watching him strap the clock onto his motorcycle and drive away.
The vertiginous 19th century staircase that leads to my daughter’s ballet class (actually not called “ballet” in French, but “danse classique”).
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“…A riveting glimpse into a calmer, rational, sage way of raising children.” —Publishers Weekly
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