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I started listening to Why We Love Baseball by Joe Posnanski last night. I'm not going to like it as much as his Baseball 100; it's a little too quirky, but I expect it'll get more interesting as he starts to hit the major moments. And it's perfect for something to listen to in bed.
I recently finished Balzac's Eugénie Grandet from the Plus catalogue. I was underwhelmed; Balzac's not the master of subtlety and the narrator, Jonathan Fried, is one of those who over-emotes. At least is was short, unlike some of the 19th century doorstops I've listened to lately.
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