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Clare Sestanovich Reads Alice Munro

The New Yorker: Fiction

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Do You Have Any Objections?

"I was surprised, not just at what he said, but at his feeling that he had any right, even now, to say it," says Richard. The next afternoon I didn't go to the hospital because my father was having some more tests done to prepare for the operation. "A preoccupation with fashion and my own appearance had descended on me like a raging headache."

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