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unearths some literary gems.
From The Paris Review Interviews, vol. III:
***[First, a leftover from vol. II.]While my father was milking the cows my mother would come out and read something to him—Lear, say—leaving out the part of whomever my father felt like being that day, and he’d answer his lines from the cow. [John Gardner]***E. E. Cummings....did a wonderful imitation of a wood-burning locomotive going from Tiflis to Minsk. [John Cheever]***[Bonus: When Salman Rushdie was 9 or 10, he wrote a story in which the protagonist "meets a talking Pianola at one point."]
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