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Jean-Jacques Schuhl

Excerpt: Ingrid Caven A Novel: The Sheet of Paper

The sheet of paper was 8 x11, crumpled, spotted with splashes of coffee, wine, maybe nicotine; they found it on the ground by the side of the dead man’s bed, lying there to be picked up by anybody, the cop, the maid, the doctor.

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The Brooklyn Rail

NOV 2019

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