Tying Up The Loose Ends
R.I.P., D.F.W.
A decade ago, I spent my first month in Chicago unemployed and reading Infinite Jest. I would often lug that beast to the park on 54th and Cornell (I think it was that park) and sit on a bench in the sparse March sunshine and read ... and read ... and read. I loved the book and I loved the city and I loved having the luxury to ( Read more... )
A decade ago, I spent my first month in Chicago unemployed and reading Infinite Jest. I would often lug that beast to the park on 54th and Cornell (I think it was that park) and sit on a bench in the sparse March sunshine and read ... and read ... and read. I loved the book and I loved the city and I loved having the luxury to ( Read more... )
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