The Best Comment on the Paris Review Piece About How Existentially Destructive Harvard Is.
Made all the more appropriate by being time-stamped at one am:
Of course, we were Hailsham. Looking back, yes it was peculiar. But at the time it seemed ordinary. Hailsham was all we knew.
And you thought nothing would replace interminably invoking Quentin Compson in these conversations! Clone organ donors, baby!
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