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The men in ski masks and flak jackets are taking longer than expected to enter from the alleyway. At the end of a row of blank, silent houses, journalist Sinead O’Shea (al-Jazeera English, The New York Times) is waiting to meet a local paramilitary member, a one-off meeting set up by a local intermediary (and former IRA member). The wait, of course tense, is also oddly com

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Jeffrey Eugenides
“That was the deal basically: catatonia without; frenzy within”
Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex

Samuel Beckett
“Nothing happens. Nobody comes, nobody goes. It's awful.”
Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot

Paul Auster
“It was something like the word 'it' in the phrase 'it is raining' or 'it is night'. What that 'it' referred to Quinn had never known”
Paul Auster, The New York Trilogy

Paul Auster
“Six days ago, a man blew himself up by the side of a road in northern Wisconsin.”
Paul Auster, Leviathan

Steven Millhauser
“Franklin knew that the truth lay with the winter night: the world was silent and black-and-white.”
Steven Millhauser, Little Kingdoms

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