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    <![CDATA[The Big Sleep]]>
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    <![CDATA[When a dying millionaire hires Philip Marlowe to handle the blackmailer of one of his two troublesome daughters, Marlowe finds himself involved with more than extortion. Kidnapping, pornography, seduction, and murder are just a few of the complications he gets caught up in.<br/><br/>&quot;Chandler [writes] like a slumming angel and invest[s] the sun-blinded streets of Los Angelos with a romantic presence.&quot;<br/>--Ross Macdonald]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[I started this book on a flight to visit my brother, and ended up staying up way too late (after a full long day of traveling and walking around Berkely for twenty hours) just to keep reading. I'm not a fan of the mystery genre; the last mystery books I read were when I was on a John Bellairs kick i...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/4239492">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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