


Through prose that shifts fluidly between dreams and reality, past and present, we travel to Frida Kahlo's Casa Azul in Mexico to the fertile moon terrain of Iceland to a ramshackle seaside bungalow in New York's Far Rockaway that Smith acquires just before Hurricane Sandy hits to the West 4th Street subway station, filled with the sounds of the Velvet Underground after the death of Lou Reed and to the graves of Genet, Plath, Rimbaud, and Mishima. We hope you’ll join us.M Train begins in the tiny Greenwich Village café where Smith goes every morning for black coffee, ruminates on the world as it is and the world as it was, and writes in her notebook. That we have the best of both worlds at BookQuoters we read books cover-to-cover but Typical of the Information Age but is a habit disdained by some diehard readers. World conversely, gleaning the main ideas of a book via a quote or a quick summary is Books are seen by some as a throwback to a previous Submissions from our visitors and will select the quotes we feel are most appealing toįounded in 2023, BookQuoters has quickly become a large and vibrant community of people

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