Sad tidings to report here at A&A. Kurt Vonnegut has gone to the great beyond, and we’re all left lacking as a result. Slaughterhouse Five was required reading in Miss Woodward’s 11 grade English class and I loved her for it. Slaughterhouse Five led to Cat’s Cradle led to The Sirens of Titan led to Player Piano led to Breakfast of Champions led to Hocus Pocus, which eventually led to Richard Brautigun’s Trout Fishing in America in my modern fiction education. Kurt had a long life, probably a lot longer that he ever thought he would have. He drank too much, smoked too much, and was his own man when it came to his work. The Frank Sinatra of modern literature. Vaya con Dios.
Ares
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Rented a tent, rented a tent, rented a tent, a tent, a tent.
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