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Our next book? Help me out, guys.

 I have already read this book, however, I am excited to share it - "Educated" by Tara Westover (2018): A memoir detailing Westover's experience growing up in a survivalist Mormon family and her eventual pursuit of higher education, showcasing themes of self-discovery and breaking free from societal constraints.


Or - a book that has sparked my interest but I have not read, and cannot vouch for, "Trout Fishing in America" by Richard Brautigan: A surreal and poetic novel that defies traditional narrative structure, offering a series of vignettes exploring the absurdity of modern life and the search for authenticity.



Does one tickle the fancy more than the other for any of you? 

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  1. Oh, Trout Fishing for sure. In fact, just ordered a used copy!

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  2. I noticed that the introduction to Trout Fishing in America is by Billy Collins, and he's a poet I admire. I'm assuming Billy had good things to say, so I'll get that book in any case. Thanks for stepping up.

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