I spent part of the weekend reading M. John Harrison's collected Viriconium tales. If you have not read these, and you are a fan of
fantasy, or dreamlike bittersweet cynical prose, or secret alleyways in old cities, you should go read them now. Neil Gaiman once said that he
thinks of Viriconium as London; I'd say Venice. (But it doesn't matter anyway
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