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“perhaps, all these years, historians had been unwilling to recognize history as a spiral because a spiral was so difficult to describe. was war, then, the big solution after all? war the great aphrodisiac, the great source of world adrenalin, the solvent of ennui, angst, melancholia, accidia, spleen? war itself a massive sexual act. -war, finally, the controller, the trimmer & excisor; the justifier of fertility?" --the Wanting Seed/Burgess”

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Tony Burgess
Tony Burgess

Tony Burgess, born in 1959, is a British novelist known for his unique style and profound themes. His works, such as 'A Clockwork Orange', are renowned for their distinctive narrative techniques and deep social commentary. more

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