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    <name><![CDATA[Dennis]]></name>
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  <read_at>Wed Aug 01 00:00:00 -0700 2007</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[Well, Kafka is a perennial resource for me, a deep pool I gaze into regularly, like Twain, Shakespeare, Hemingway, Dostoevsky, Poe, Melville, Hawthorne. Can you ever really satisfy yourself with a reading of &quot;A Country Doctor&quot; or &quot;Investigations of a Dog&quot;? The introduction by John Updike, while professional and polished, seems somehow insubstantial to me—as if &quot;The Metamorphosis&quot; is the only story by Kafka he'd actually. Of course, I must be wrong about that. —Of course, I prefer the Updike of Pigeon Feathers &amp; Other Stories to his subsequent accomplishments as a celebrated novelist.]]></body>
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