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	<title>Comments on: Books 2006: Foer, Shteyngart and Kunkel</title>
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	<description>Writings and whereabouts</description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 19:27:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Ionuka</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ionuka</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 02:35:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Following your recommendation, I picked up a copy of Shteyngart's Handbook and I am loving it. I am only halfway through it, but I already know it's going to be the book I lend to all my friends. So sensitive, honest, and funny. My favorite quote so far, about a bar in NY's meat-packing district:
"Below [the ceiling of the bar] one could also be as anachronistic as needed: put some Lynyrd Skynyrd on the jukebox, whip out a stick of beef jerkey, ruminate out loud on the contours of the waitress, or watch a trio of emaciated graduate students standing around the pool table with their cue sticks at attention, as if waiting for funding to appear. The usual crowd."

Thank you!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Following your recommendation, I picked up a copy of Shteyngart&#8217;s Handbook and I am loving it. I am only halfway through it, but I already know it&#8217;s going to be the book I lend to all my friends. So sensitive, honest, and funny. My favorite quote so far, about a bar in NY&#8217;s meat-packing district:<br />
&#8220;Below [the ceiling of the bar] one could also be as anachronistic as needed: put some Lynyrd Skynyrd on the jukebox, whip out a stick of beef jerkey, ruminate out loud on the contours of the waitress, or watch a trio of emaciated graduate students standing around the pool table with their cue sticks at attention, as if waiting for funding to appear. The usual crowd.&#8221;</p>
<p>Thank you!</p>
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