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Everyone tumbles through these pages: parent and prostitute, lover and charlatan, Jew and Turk, madman and saint, fornicator and abstainer, the geisha and the devdasi as well as the Mumbai starlet. Heres Gods plenty. Devoured by a voracious appetite, spewed out as poems by a compulsive energy. This is modernism with its pants down, uncle Ezra lending arse at Wayside Inn, Everyone tumbles through these pages: parent and prostitute, lover and charlatan, Jew and Turk, madman and saint, fornicator and abstainer, the geisha and the devdasi as well as the Mumbai starlet. Heres Gods plenty. Devoured by a voracious appetite,... Read More