Yes, yes, I finally caved and read this. I have been delaying gratification for quite a while, but I just couldn’t resist the siren call of this book anymore. It has been sitting so alluringly on my bookshelf. Last night I was reading The Sixteen Pleasures and suddenly it became clear to me that if I went another second without reading Suzy, Led Zeppelin, and Me, my brain would explode. (Nothing against The Sixteen Pleasures, which I’m enjoying.) I am beginning to entertain the notion that my great dislike of everything else I’ve been reading is all to do with…
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