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At right -- Vox's formatting blew up my face to alarming size, and I couldn't take it. "Large Bad Picture." Time to upload a new avatar. We live in a mad world, I tell you, for that sentence to have any meaning.
What else? I never thought I would be so afflicted by the long, unannounced New York Review hiatus: it's not like I live or die by John Leonard's effluvium, but the table of contents always matches my state of mind so well. We are screwed— but there are books! The TLS, with its devout, snarky Tory sense of the longue durée, can't measure up.
What else else? I was going to post something gloomy, but instead, at the Berkeley Bowl, this was on sale:
Close-up of that label:
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