four rooms - by Adora Svitak - the pillow book
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I don't really know what this is
lecture hall Before the lunch talk on the political economy of the War on Terror, which is mostly about the US using IMF lending to induce Pakistan to support US military initiatives, I talk to D— and Z—, who have never met before. Where do you come from? Z— asks D—, and D— says she feels like she was born in this town and will die in this town. It’s a strange thing to say but I know exactly what she means, about the suffocating totality of this place, how you come here and a set of petty squabbles, incestuous love affairs, and third-rate soirees uninteresting to anyone outside of campus…
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