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    <![CDATA[The Visible World]]>
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    <![CDATA[The unnamed narrator of The Visible World, the American-born son of Czech immigrants living in New York, grows up in an atmosphere haunted by fragments of a past he cannot understand. Nowhere is this more true than in regard to his mother, Ivana, a spontaneous, passionate woman moving ever closer to genuine despair. As an adult, the narrator travels to Prague, hoping to learn about a love affair between his then young mother and a member of the Czech Resistance named Tomas, an affair whose untimely end, he senses, lays behind Ivana&#8217;s unhappiness. Ultimately unable to complete his knowledge of the past, he imagines the two lovers as participants in one of the more dramatic moments of the war: the actual assassination of a high-ranking Nazi official. And, in the almost unimaginably romantic story he tells, he creates the ending of their story and the beginning of his own.]]>
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    <![CDATA[God's Fool]]>
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    <![CDATA[Born attached at the chest, Chang and Eng were considered a marvel, an omen, an act of God, evidence of His glory or proof of His wrath. Uniquely cursed, enslaved to one another for life, they were a joke of nature variously feared and abhorred, disturbing our most basic assumptions about the human condition. Mark Slouka&#8217;s dazzling achievement in<em> God&#8217;s Fool</em> is the ease and compassion with which he draws the story of one human being from this ghastly predicament. Looking beyond the twins&#8217; physical connection, he imagines one man&#8217;s life of ordinary grace and suffering, longing and resistance, and the ties of love, as well as of blood, that bind and redeem us all. <br/><br/>By any standard, theirs is a history of epic variety and drama. Their birth, to an illiterate fishmonger, sent midwives screaming from the room. Condemned to death, they survived to be brought, at the age of thirteen, to the Royal Palace in Bangkok for an audience with King Rama III. At seventeen, laboring as merchants on the Meklong River, they saw their world erased by a typhoon. Consigned for three hundred pounds to an opium trader by their mother, who was desperate to ensure their survival, they sailed for Europe. There they entertained kings and counselors in salons and drawing rooms from Brussels to Rome, and, in Paris, met the woman who would divide them as no surgeon ever could.<br/><br/>When the culture that had lifted them up inevitably cast them down, they landed in the flophouses of London, where, penniless and starving, they were discovered by Phineas T. Barnum, who packed them off to America along with an assortment of bearded ladies and two-headed calves, albino beauties and dog boys, German midgets and twelve-fingered flute players. Leaving Barnum at the height of their fame to take a last stab at normal life, they settled in North Carolina, where, despite the tensions growing between them, they found, for a time, tranquillity as farmers and slave owners, marrying a pair of sisters and fathering, between them, twenty children. Their peace, however, would prove to be short-lived. As the Civil War drew closer, and their world began to tilt, they would first turn against each other and then, faced with a trial unlike any they <br/>had ever known, draw together once more. No longer young, they set off to find the war, and to save what could be saved. It would be there, on that very real battlefield, that Chang would enact his final, terrifying battle with fate.<br/><br/>Sweeping and intimate, vibrant and austere, <em>God&#8217;s Fool</em> is a novel of soaring ambition and accomplishment from a fiercely gifted storyteller.]]>
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    <![CDATA[Lost Lake: Stories]]>
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    <![CDATA[&quot;Some say the soul tempered by fire--tortured true--is the better for the trial. Perhaps it is so. But I was born between the wars,&quot; writes the narrator of this collection's opening story, &quot;The Shape of Water.&quot; &quot;My adventures were of the survivable kind, my tragedies ambiguous and undramatic, observed as much as felt. What formed me were anecdotes--often inconclusive, generally unheroic--connected to a particular forty acres of water. An unexceptional place. I did not choose it. And yet, if I could ever open myself, I suspect I'd find its coves there, its sleeping silt, its placental water smooth with algae ... and the faces of those I'd known revealed as clearly as if mine had been that lake of legend said to reflect the human heart.&quot;<p> It's an extraordinary image, and one that aptly sums up the project of this dazzling debut collection. Throughout <em>Lost Lake</em>, Slouka invests everyday events with an almost numinous glow. Catching fish; cleaning them; practicing knots; telling stories: these actions are windows opening onto unimaginable darkness--soldiers hanged along an avenue of cherry trees, decapitated snapping turtles crawling past their own heads, a dead baby wrapped in &quot;the warm cave&quot; of a coat. Ostensibly, these stories take place among a small Czech community settled on the shores of New York's Lost Lake, but they ripple outward to encompass the world. No exalted feat of nature, Lost Lake is a landscape both humble and utterly human, as we discover in &quot;Creation,&quot; in which a dreamy farmer looks out over a cow pasture and pictures the fishing hole he will make. Nonetheless, it's still privy to the most elemental of dramas, from death (&quot;Equinox&quot;) to adulterous love (&quot;The Exile&quot;). The short story is a miniaturist's art, and its success depends on a writer's ability to compress everything most essential about life--memory, guilt, sorrow, love, fishing--to fit within its brief pages. Slouka is a master. Reading <em>Lost Lake</em> elicits the same wonder as holding water up to a microscope for the first time: there it is, life, teeming, abundant, and true. <em>--Mary Park</em> </p>]]>
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    <![CDATA[War of the Worlds: Cyberspace and the High-Tech Assault on Reality]]>
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    <![CDATA[Mark Slouka is Neil Postman's kindred spirit. These essays offer a critique of how cyberspace effects and changes the rest of reality. With an acerbic tongue, Slouka examines what he considers to be the dark side of the net. Slouka can get quite melodramatic, as when he compares <em>Wired</em> editor Kevin Kelly to Nazi propaganda filmmaker Leni Rienfenstahl. <em>War of the Worlds</em> is well worth reading, though, because it's important to critically review the critics, especially those who argue their point this well.]]>
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    <![CDATA[God's Fool]]>
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    <![CDATA[In Gods Fool Mark Slouka, the acclaimed author of Lost Lake and Other Stories, presents us with an unparalleled novel about Chang and Eng, the original Siamese twins. In a masterstroke of creative storytelling, we experience their lives through Changs eyes.Despite the incomparable predicament of their physical condition, Chang is wrapped in ordinary grace and suffering, searching for tranquility as he travels from Siams marketplace to Parisian salons, to Londons underworld and P.T. Barnums side show, all the while improbably connected to a man who becomes his sworn enemy. In a last attempt at a normal life, Chang and Eng retire from the sideshow and move to the American South where they marry two sisters and Chang finds short-lived peace and redemption in his love for his son Christopher. This peace, however, is overtaken as events in their adopted home country force them into a final terrifying battle with fate.]]>
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    <![CDATA[Die Wiese, in der ich schwimmen lernte]]>
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    <![CDATA[Eine Laune Gottes.]]>
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    <![CDATA[Essentialism]]>
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