a tipsy young Pete Buttigieg stumbles into an obscure room during a Harvard final club party. He sees a book about Canadian bread price regulation, but when he tries to pull it off the bookcase swings open to reveal a secret compartment.
a monkey paw lies on a pedestal inscribed with a message: "make a wish"
"one day, America will have a gay president"
the monkey paw curls
one of Amazon’s top books in the #BestofBookTok section is Dostoyevsky’s White Nights. I would’ve bet a billion dollars it was a Pevear and Volokhonsky translation (*shudders*).
…yet the girlies are reading Constance Garnett.
WHAT A WIN FOR BEAUTY. The girlies are alright
The Great Gatsby. It remains true. The people from out west are the people who love New York City the most. Those people who come from "that vast obscurity beyond the city":
"And as I sat there brooding on the old, unknown world, I thought of Gatsby’s wonder when he first picked out the green light at the end of Daisy’s dock. He had come a long way to this blue lawn, and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him, somewhere back in that vast obscurity beyond the city, where the dark fields of the republic rolled on under the night.
Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgiastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter—tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms further… And one fine morning—
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."