As was rec­om­mend­ed to me, I read J. M. Coet­zee’s Dis­grace. And indeed it was a good book. Folks seem to like call­ing Coet­zee’s writ­ing “sparse;” and I guess you could say that. I tend to think that writ­ers who are wordy don’t real­ly know what they are try­ing to say. What comes through with Coet­zee is that he has a keen and deft mind. Any­way the book
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