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| Aren't we all a little bit that woman in the middle, stuck between understanding a Djuna Barnes plot and deciding whether to enter an awkward threeway? |
I must watch it immediately, for entertainment and blog reasons.
But also, I admit that I read Barnes' Nightwood and understood maybe 10% of it. That is to say, post-modern literature is probably not for me. I did, however, greatly enjoy Andrea Weiss' more literal account of the Paris scene in her book, Paris Was a Woman.
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