I cannot for the life of me remember where I read
this book - there is no copy on my shelves, so perhaps I borrowed it from the library. I loved it. I want to be Siri Hustvedt when I grow up. Imagine being able to write something that The Observer calls 'an intellectual page-turner'. Her latest novel is out now, just not in the Borders I frequent at lunchtime in the city. 'How do you spell that?' said the dippy git on the counter when I asked.
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Maybe you read my copy of this book when we were together in Bali last year? I got it from Christine in Paris, and loved it.
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