“A Mr. Hamlet to see you, sir,” said Jeeves, having floated into the room as noiselessly as a fakir popping up in the middle of some sort of ritual pillow fight in the Far East. Hammy’s an old University…
Y.P.R. 1. Hey, what’s up? A.C. Nothing as far as I can see, but that’s bound to change as soon as they reverse my mood. Mr. Codrescu is a poet, novelist, an essayist, a screenwriter, a columnist for N.P.R., and…
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