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I picked up The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn again a couple of weeks ago, and remembered anew what a ripping good read it is, all freedom and action and honest clever morality. And then I stumbled on into the last chapter, which invariably disappoints. It’s a slyly revolutionary book, using Huck’s apparent naivete again and …

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It is over between Pablo and me. It has been a long time coming, such a passionate thing cannot be without unpleasantness. His talent is so magnificent, all stark erotic power. I will never forget the moment I turned a corner in the National Museum to see a sketch from Les Demoiselles, and I was …

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