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Eavesdropping on a book-club meeting and lamenting the unloved life of a writer
| 7:00 AM Mar 4, 2010
I was sitting in the upstairs lounge of a small local tavern when a dozen women of various ages strode purposefully through the doorway and quickly commandeered three tables. After pushing the tables together, they called for the waiter, and, as he brought over a pile of leather-bound menus, the women made their way to ...





