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Over the last few days, instead of doom-scrolling the news each morning, I have been reading Thomas Pynchon’s Gravity’s Rainbow. The book has a reputation for being grotesque, absurd and nonsensical, a reputation partly deserved; but that’s the point, its reputation underscores its sheer exuberance, black humour and mind-bending narration, narration which jumps, with dizzyingContinue reading “Gravity’s Rainbow: an oasis of sense in a non-sensical world”