I dreamed last week that I had checked out A Time to Keep Silence from the library, on Litlove’s recommendation, and was very let down by it. Instead of writing about visiting monasteries, it was all about visiting chocolate factories! In my dream, I got fed up with Fermor’s constant cutesy references to Willy Wonka, and in the end I took the book and stacked it neatly on top of the other library books I haven’t liked enough to finish. And then this all receded into the fuzzy mess of vague memory, and as happens with absurd regularity, I forgot…
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