You finally figure out where to get the coffee, and drinks, and a good steak. “Yes! It’s like the last day in a foreign country. “Strange to be almost fifty, no? I feel like I just understood how to be young.” I’m just a homosexual at a Broadway show.” Nothing happened to me, he wants to say to her. By the end, Arthur Less is in tears, sobbing in his seat, and he thinks he has been sobbing quietly until the lights come up and the woman seated next to him turns and says, “Honey, I don’t know what happened in your life, but I am so sorry,” and gives him a lilac-scented embrace. “Like a bad lay, a bad musical can still do its job perfectly well. It is completely reasonable to call none of them.” “New York is a city of eight million people, approximately seven million of whom will be furious when they hear you were in town and didn’t meet them for an expensive dinner, five million furious you didn’t visit their new baby, three million furious you didn’t see their new show, one million furious you didn’t call for sex, but only five actually available to meet you. Here are some choice bits from “Less”, none of which give away the plot, by the way: It’s a really good read, with lots of writing you just want to quote for the pleasure of it.

I just finished Andrew Sean Greer’s Pulitzer Prize winning novel “Less”.

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