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I can think of no better way to start a chick-lit (a term I despise) review than by quoting William S. Burroughs, ‘The American upper middle-class citizen is a composite of negatives. He is largely delineated by what he is not.’ And I am not a chick-lit reader. I think personal libraries are incredibly insightfulContinue reading “No One Could Have Guessed the Weather by Anne-Marie Casey”