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It was on my mind because I had read Edmund Wilson’s marvelous bookTo the Finland Station. I had mailed the letter before I looked at the paper that Saturday. l press-corps people with tears in their eyes as the power of the music pierced the walls of their skepticism. On Vietnam, Clifford noted dryly, “It’s really one of the most awful places in the world to be involved.
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