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This from Europe Central by William T. Vollmann. “Sex scenes” in books are generally the worst in my opinion but this 9-clause, 2-sentence example, anchored towards the middle there by that integral word “echoing” is a masterpiece; lyrical, almost palindromic or symmetrical in rhythm. This comes somewhere within a ~50p (I didn’t go back to double-check) passage wherein a composer metaphorizes everything to music and, you might think that’d get tired. Thanks to some truly pinpoint deployments like this one though, it doesn’t really.

That’s it.

That’s the Thing To Love.