It took almost exactly two years (how's that for symmetry) but I completed Thomas Pynchon's dense tome this morning. It all kind of makes sense, past the monster Adenoid, the attacking octopus, the shit-eating, the immortal lightbulb, Enzien and his Herero mandalas, various orgies, a multitude of MacGuffins and Gottfrieds' eventual martyrdom to the
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