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  <read_at>Sun May 25 00:00:00 -0700 2008</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[I've filed my review with the Austin Chronicle, and have to confess that I did not know about author Meek before picking up this novel. It's a swirling, interesting take on writing and war craft in the Age of Terrorism. Key to the understanding that I came up with is the idea that regardless of the political stakes, Westerners and foreigners to the conflicts of  the Middle East are still living their lives, drinking, fighting, filled with jealousy and trying to create art. <br/><br/>So, yes, I liked it. ]]></body>
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