From far, from eve and morning
After a complete and surprising failure to find anything by E.M. Forster in a used book store in the Boston area—I can only conclude he is beloved and never put up for sale—I gave up and bought A Room with a View (1908) from the Harvard Coop this afternoon; Maurice is next. Tomorrow, Eric and I see Låt den rätte komma in (2008) at the Kendall.
Happy birthday,
nineweaving!
Happy birthday,

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This is true. But I suspected that I would like at least A Room with a View well enough to own it, and this turned out also to be true.