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    <name><![CDATA[Kenny]]></name>
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  <read_at>Mon Jan 01 00:00:00 -0800 1996</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[A nearly perfect novel about human beings. Don't laugh, it's amazing how few authors are actually conversant with their own species, but Tyler certainly is, and that in spades! This book is so wonderful, so tight, so revealing, and ultimately so hopeful, that it is used as an example of an extraordinary work of art by Robert Ray in his excellent &quot;The Weekend Novelist,&quot; which I followed religiously when I wrote my first novel &quot;I Hated Heaven.&quot; Many thousands of book sales later, I give credit not only to Mr. Ray, but ultimately to Ms. Tyler, who has remained one of my favorite writers ever since. Highly recommended.]]></body>
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