A GUY younger than me (who isn’t?) in my apartment lobby pulled out a paperback copy of a Norman Mailer book to show me. I didn’t tell the guy I’d given all my books to the Salvation Army. But I thought maybe I’d kept at least one Mailer book. I had. I started re-reading The Armies of the Night last night. It’s about the anti-Vietnam War 1967 march on the Pentagon. It’s phenomenal.
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