The men of the mountain! I said, just for the laugh."Although we read with our minds, the seat of artistic delight is between the shoulder blades," said Vladmir Nabokov, the author of the great confessional Lolita, "Let us worship the spine and its tingle." It was with the close of Patrick McCabe's Winterwood, whose narrator Redmond Place differs only from Lolita's in his unwillingness or inability...
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