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Lawrence Dorr

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Brave New World

Lawrence Dorr Jules Verne's Le Tour du Monde en 80 Jours with its solid-red cover stuck out from among the other books on the shelves of the children's library, like a sign warning of dangers ahead. The book was their French mother's choice. His sister Agnes, who was fourteen, said…
Lawrence Dorr
September 1, 2013
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An Eagle’s Cry

It was five in the morning, the time in his experience—between four and five—when the condemned was wakened to be led out. It was always five in the morning that his stomach independently from his thoughts remembered another time, another country. He was only thinking of the lone, little goldfish…
Lawrence Dorr
December 1, 2011
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Plaintive Notes

Sitting in the hot tub at the end of the deck under a roof just transparent enough to let in light, he was surrounded on three sides by orchids, begonias, red-kalanchoes in hanging pots and large free-standing tubs of hibiscus. Visible from here were the deep-green woods, a dressage ring…
Lawrence Dorr
August 1, 2008
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Just a Swimmer

The lap pool--wide at both ends to allow for volleyball nets--was sixty feet long. The middle part narrowed into a dangerous Dardanelles where he had to be careful to follow the tile markers on the bottom of the pool if he didn't want to smash his hands into the sides.…
Lawrence Dorr
August 1, 2006
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Verity Unseen

Lawrence Dorr has been writing fiction in English for more than forty years. Previous collections of his fiction include A Slow, Soft River (1974), The Immigrant (1976), and A Slight Momentary Affliction (1987). Readers already familiar with him know that Lawrence Dorr is the pen name adopted by a Hungarian…
Lawrence Dorr
February 15, 2005
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Pushkin

The wind swirling trash on Kirov Street, the main thoroughfare of the district of Perchersk--an extension of Kiev--rose unhindered from the Dnieper, the river masking the smell of war, a mixture of the exhaust fumes of trucks, tanks, mobile artillery pieces, horses, wet uniforms, field kitchens, dead bodies rotting under…
Lawrence Dorr
December 16, 2003