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This was really a "good read," maybe a failed experiment in stream of consciousness weirdness, in that the plot is occasionally incoherent (not so the language), maybe a successful experiment that needs further attention. I liked the book enough to want to read another by the same author right away. I have a personal policy against doing that because I'm a fanatic for moderation, but I'm looking forward to reading "Attic" of similar vintage (1969) later this summer.