Rob Perrée - ArticlesArt and Literaturetag:robperree.com,2005:8ea79e4dc474870bc8d5ee252549ec95/articlesTextpattern2014-09-26T18:03:45ZNaomi Blindemannaomi@blindeman.comhttp://robperree.com/Rob Perree2014-07-30T18:10:05Z2014-07-30T18:11:43Ztag:robperree.com,2014-07-30:8ea79e4dc474870bc8d5ee252549ec95/8344bcd50aee904deae78be81ea3be57
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Rob Perree2014-07-27T15:51:17Z2014-07-27T15:58:36ZZadie Smith: Big Weektag:robperree.com,2014-07-27:8ea79e4dc474870bc8d5ee252549ec95/66dda4f59901333c136298c69bf91bcc
He sat in the dive bar on Sherman, looking out at his house, on the other side of the street. The panels were buckled along the porch, and deep, ugly breaches scored the white clapboard, but come spring he would fix it all up for her, repaint and reseal, whatever needed doing. That went for the oil tank, too. He would keep doing whatever was necessary around the place, because he loved her, and she still loved him—in the largest sense of that word—and people would just have to wrap their heads around that fact.
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Rob Perree2014-05-03T14:33:45Z2014-05-03T14:35:11Ztag:robperree.com,2014-05-03:8ea79e4dc474870bc8d5ee252549ec95/26c376f65c08460ea766b6bb1c002819
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Rob Perree2014-04-29T19:27:05Z2014-04-29T19:30:06Ztag:robperree.com,2014-04-29:8ea79e4dc474870bc8d5ee252549ec95/30f791cafa3d7d349beab01e6bee289d
I TOO
I, too, sing America.
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Rob Perree2014-04-28T10:45:56Z2014-04-28T10:49:47ZNew novel of Michael Cunninghamtag:robperree.com,2014-04-28:8ea79e4dc474870bc8d5ee252549ec95/79805de22759b29153809e146687e277
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