Incidental, all of it, of course, but this was what this city bestowed that novels couldn't: not what you needed in orde — Garth Risk Hallberg
Incidental, all of it, of course, but this was what this city bestowed that novels couldn't: not what you needed in orde — Garth Risk Hallberg
Incidental, all of it, of course, but this was what this city bestowed that novels couldn't: not what you needed in orde — Garth Risk Hallberg
Incidental, all of it, of course, but this was what this city bestowed that novels couldn't: not what you needed in orde — Garth Risk Hallberg
Incidental, all of it, of course, but this was what this city bestowed that novels couldn't: not what you needed in orde — Garth Risk Hallberg
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Incidental, all of it, of course, but this was what this city bestowed that novels couldn't: not what you needed in order to live, but what made the living worth doing in the first place.

— Garth Risk Hallberg
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