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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ThreeGuysOneBook/~4/qwA519gJXLY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://threeguysonebook.blogspot.com/2009/06/leaving-tangier-by-tahar-ben-jelloun.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8GSHY6fyp7ImA9WxJWFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543661150642021399.post-7236424470785789042</id><published>2009-06-19T09:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:03:49.817-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-19T11:03:49.817-04:00</app:edited><title>Happyland, J. Robert Lennon, Part 1</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://threeguysonebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7236424470785789042/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543661150642021399&amp;postID=7236424470785789042" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543661150642021399/posts/default/7236424470785789042?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543661150642021399/posts/default/7236424470785789042?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThreeGuysOneBook/~3/oP-VJjT32Ss/happyland-j-robert-lennon-part-1.html" title="Happyland, J. Robert Lennon, Part 1" /><author><name>It really is three guys.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16707496917401545103</uri><email>THREEGUYSONEBOOK@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="13105180038776868680" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><content type="html">I first discovered J. Robert Lennon when I bought a copy of Mailman after reading a great review on Bookmunch.com. I didn't like it. Then as time went on I heard about Pieces for the Left Hand, when I got that in the mail from Granta. I was stunned, and went on to review it in my monthly column at AICN. Pieces for the Left Hand is a book that should be taught in creative writing classes, and &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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