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    <![CDATA[On Chesil Beach]]>
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    <![CDATA[In 1962, Florence and Edward celebrate their wedding in a hotel on the Dorset coast. Yet as they dine, the expectation of their marital duties weighs over them. And unbeknownst to both, the decisions they make this night will resonate throughout their lives. With exquisite prose, Ian McEwan creates in <strong>On Chesil Beach</strong> a story of lives transformed by a gesture not made or a word not spoken.]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[i read this book in one sitting, on a plane from l.a. to nyc, and it just knocked my socks off.  and i came up with a scenerio: imagine if i was flying cross country for some kind of mcewanesque purpose … suppose last time i had been in new york I had met a girl, had spent only a few hours with he...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/32451323">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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