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“Charlie Black: Fourierism was tried in the late nineteenth century… and it failed. Wasn’t Brook Farm Fourierist? It failed. Tom Townsend: That’s debatable. Charlie Black: Whether Brook Farm failed? Tom Townsend: That it ceased to exist, I’ll grant you, but whether or not it failed cannot be definitively said. Charlie Black: Well, for me, ceasing to exist is — is failure. I mean, that’s pretty definitive. Tom Townsend: Well, everyone ceases to exist. Doesn’t mean everyone’s a failure.”

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Book:Barcelona and Metropolitan: Tales of Two Cities
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Barcelona and Metropolitan: Tales of Two Cities

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Whit Stillman
Whit Stillman

Whit Stillman is an American writer known for his distinctive humor and profound insights into the lives of the upper class in New York. His works are often set against the backdrop of New York's upper society, exploring interpersonal relationships and moral dilemmas. more

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