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On The New Yorker’s Recent Editorial DecisionA Poem by Robertson Anot actually a poem |
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WoodlawnA Poem by Robertson Amore irish s**t. genre cooking because f**k |
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UntitledA Story by Robertson Aa dog dies |
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UntitledA Poem by Robertson Ahumor? i don't know |
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UntitledA Story by Robertson Aairports and things and whatever. why is the genre experimental? who knows |
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Irish Blood, American HeartA Poem by Robertson Atinkers |
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On Jeffery Getting Drunk For The First TimeA Poem by Robertson ARIP WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS |
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UntitledA Story by Robertson Aidk what this is but it's something, probably |
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