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Karen Sternbergs Coup ON THE THIRD FLOOR of Byerly Hall, standing eye-to-eye with tiers of chestnut-tree leaves, I often thought of how certain good deeds, like tiny seeds, can grow in significance as decades pass and circumstances are better understood thanks to images that refuse and refuse to fad...

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Published inRaritan Vol. 41; no. 2; pp. 4 - 171
Main Author Miller, Ben
Format Journal Article
LanguageEnglish
Published New Brunswick Rutgers University 01.10.2021
Subjects
Clubs
Plot (Narrative)
Social interaction
Sternberg, Karen
Writers
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Summary:Karen Sternbergs Coup ON THE THIRD FLOOR of Byerly Hall, standing eye-to-eye with tiers of chestnut-tree leaves, I often thought of how certain good deeds, like tiny seeds, can grow in significance as decades pass and circumstances are better understood thanks to images that refuse and refuse to fade. Each week, following the deluge of rhymes and plot gyrations, she bought me a mountain of the world's crispiest onion rings. For this reason she rarely commented on material other members presented and never read more than a few pages of her novel-in-progress about the mansion where a pharmacist named Eldon lived, throwing Tupperware parties that some of the female guests did not ever leave, hostages addicted to his pills served on teak trays and, eventually, interred in the backyard. When the dryer stopped spinning I removed and slipped on a warm, wrinkle-free, dirty shirt, tucking tails into my best pair of pants.
ISSN:0275-1607