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Jargalan Purevrenchen Purevrenchen itibaren Tutikel, Jharkhand, Hindistan

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I actually finished this the morning I left for Iceland, because I enjoyed it so much. It's thoroughly intellectual without being excessively pretentious (not an easy task!). It revolves around two pairs of writers, one young, one old, with the oldsters internationally renowned. One of the oldsters, who is revered by the two younger writers (who are maybe-dating), meets and falls for one of the two younger writers. Really, it's not as bad as it sounds; more than anything else, it's a novel about art and the way writers work. She handed the book to Prem. "You might have chosen the [painting] I would have picked." "The point at which it diverges from reality is exactly where it becomes true. It's so strange. By being so unreal, it creates reality."