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High Rise

High Rise


Finished reading J. G. Ballard’s High Rise a day or so ago. The first Ballard I’ve read, I enjoyed it. Wanted to hash out some thoughts on style and thematic choices I saw throughout. 628 more words

Dystopia

Currant Buns. The Tale of Peter Rabbit.

Then old Mrs. Rabbit took a basket and her umbrella, and went through the wood to the baker’s. She bought a loaf of brown bread and five currant buns. 958 more words

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Salted Caramel Brownies. A Confederacy of Dunces.

“Ignatius, we gotta go now,” Mrs. Reilly said. “I’m hungry.”
She turned toward him and knocked her beer bottle to the floor where it broke into a spray of brown, jagged glass. 764 more words

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Pop Cakes. The Enchanted Wood.

Silky was pleased. She sat there brushing her beautiful golden hair and ate sandwiches with them. She brought out a tin of Pop Cakes, which were lovely. 1,419 more words

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Bacon Sandwich. The Secret Garden.

He picked up his coat from the grass and brought out of a pocket a lumpy bundle tied in a quite clean, coarse blue and white handkerchief. 1,369 more words

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Key Lime Pie. Heartburn.

If I had to do it all over again, I would have made a different pie. The pie I threw at Mark made a terrific mess, but a blueberry pie would have been even better, since it would have permanently ruined his new blazer, the one he bought with Thelma. 646 more words

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Sticky Ginger Cake. Five on a Treasure Island.

It wasn’t long before all four were sitting down to a good tea. Aunt Fanny had baked new scones for them, and had made a ginger cake with black treacle. 545 more words

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