"Bobby Tallis possessed the drainpipe physique, knee-length mackintosh, and balefully frail demeanour of a poet, or so he believed...as he pursued a lavishly wayward course...One hand broodingly ensconced within a pocket, Bobby smoked as he walked."—Irish fiction writer Colin Barrett, “Anhedonia, Here I Come,” originally printed in The New Yorker, April 18, 2016, then reprinted in Homesickness (2022)
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