On 11 September, I was living in Greenwich Village, New York; my children learned to tell south from north by looking at the World Trade Center.
The rise to prominence of the Saudi novel in Arabic is the great man-bites-dog of recent world literature. Saudi Arabia is a country without a free press, where European styles and forms are distrusted and where the female half of the population became literate only in this generation.
You can take the boy out of the Midwest, but you can't take the Midwest out of the boy.
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