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By Brian Doyle

Like Dylan Thomas’ less than Milk wooden and Sherwood Anderson’s Winesburg, Ohio, Brian Doyle’s beautiful fiction debut brings a city to existence throughout the jumbled lives and braided tales of its people.

In a small city at the Oregon coast there are amorous affairs and almost-love-affairs, secret and hilarity, bears and tears, brawls and boats, a garrulous logger and a silent medical professional, rain and ache, Irish immigrants and Salish tales, dust and laughter. There’s a division of Public Works that provides haircuts and counts bugs, a policeman hooked on Puccini, a philosophizing crow, beer and berries. An day trip is fastened, against the law devoted, and there’s an unbelievably large picnic at the soccer box. infants are born. A vehicle is reduce in part with a observed. A river confesses what it’s thinking…

It’s the story of a city, written in a unique and lyrical voice, and readers will shut the ebook greater than a bit unhappy to depart the village of Neawanaka, at the rainy coast of Oregon, underneath the hills that used to boast the most important bushes within the background of the area.

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