There is a 13-hour train ride tomorrow. I've got a stack of books in my rucksack. Might try to rip through Graham Greene's The Third Man, an "entertainment" that he wrote so that it could be made into a film. I haven't seen the film because I've wanted to find time for the book first. Then I've got the Barth and the Hart to work on.
It seems that with every page I turn these days, I find that I really don't know much of anything at all.
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