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    <![CDATA[Tropic of Cancer]]>
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    <![CDATA[No punches are pulled in Henry Miller's most famous work. Still pretty rough going for even our jaded sensibilities, but <em>Tropic of Cancer</em> is an unforgettable novel of self-confession. Maybe the most honest book ever written, this autobiographical fiction about Miller's life as an expatriate American in Paris was deemed obscene and banned from publication in this country for years. When you read this, you see immediately how much modern writers owe Miller.  ]]>
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  <read_at>Fri Jan 01 00:00:00 -0800 1982</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[Never saw what all the fuss was all about, but it did launch me into the full library of Miller's works, many which captivated and encouraged.]]></body>
    
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