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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title>dangermusic - Latest Comments in Invisible Cities</title><link>http://dangermusic.disqus.com/</link><description></description><atom:link href="https://dangermusic.disqus.com/invisible_cities/latest.rss" rel="self"></atom:link><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2008 03:29:32 -0000</lastBuildDate><item><title>Re: Invisible Cities</title><link>http://dangermusic.blogspot.com/2008/11/invisible-cities.html#comment-3951456</link><description>&lt;p&gt;Read if on a winter's night a traveler many years ago and loved it. I think I've read at least part of Invisible cities, because I think I remember this vignette that you're talking about. Is this the one about the ship out in the harbor he wants to return to and the picture, etc... with like quasi-roman imagery or am I think of something else? Anyhow, I remember loving it. Another, less obtuse, super boring but ridiculously brilliant book about the strangeness of place is "The Enigma of Arrival" by VS Naipaul. I read it recently and it blew me away.&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">rovdog</dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2008 03:29:32 -0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>