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“He looked out over the shirtless, muscled, tanned men and realised that right here, on this disco floor, there was such a concentration of fashion, slimming, money, bleaching, plastic surgery, psychotherapy – and all for naught. In a few years they’d all be old walruses, and in a few more, dead.”

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Our Young Man

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Edmund White
Edmund White

Edmund White, an American novelist born on January 13, 1940, is known for his delicate prose and profound emotional descriptions. His works cover a wide range of themes, including homosexuality, history, and literature. more

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