Monday, May 13, 2019

the last book I ever read (Bowlaway: A Novel by Elizabeth McCracken, excerpt eight)

from Bowlaway: A Novel by Elizabeth McCracken:

In 1932 Nahum Truitt went to Picardi’s Barbershop in Phillipine Square to have the beard shorn from his face. He looked at the long mirror, his reflection surrounded by all the blades of the business, which meant he was, too. He trusted Picardi to put the sharpest blade to his very neck; he trusted himself not to wrest the razor away to do something terrible, to himself or someone else. Time was he wouldn’t have trusted himself. Therefore the beard.

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