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Did you like Wilde?

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The Importance of Being Earnest was quite the read.

[Yet, it's not the one that touched him.]

What inspired you to think I would appreciate them?

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It was a hunch.

If you liked the play, have you read Anton Chekhov?

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No. Though I finished Bulgakov's Master and Margarita a fortnight ago, on the topic of Muscovites.

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That's a good book.

There's a collection of Chekhov's in the library. Start with The Cherry Orchard. It's my favorite.

What else have you read?

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A great many biographies. I appreciate what widespread literacy has done for the books of your era.

[Only men like Woodes Rogers had the resources necessary to keep their accounts, and the arrogance necessary to think that others would care to read them. Of course, hating or attempting to abolish piracy is en vogue in high British society, and thus inspires voracious reading of those endeavours.

But being able to access and to read the words of common men and women, ones who have experienced not the rigors of the rich but the hard, unforgiving lives at the bottom of the muck heap has been of particular poignancy to him.]

Have you read anything by Aphra Behn?

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No, can't say I've heard of her. What titles do you recommend?

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I wouldn't field it as a recommendation, exactly. Her work is rather... outmoded by the standards to which you're accustomed. Interesting in an academic sense, not so in a practical one.

But if you are curious, The Fair Jilt may not, at least, run contra to your tastes.

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I'll have a look. Thank you.

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Hey Flint; it's John.

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[lmao fuck phone conversations entirely. his tone is genial when he replies,]

John. What can I do for you?

[Because no one contacts someone else without wanting something.]

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Got a lead on a job down by the river.

Think I remember you saying you were a boating man.

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[There's no indication of it in his voice, but there's a shiver of amusement that passes over his face.]

Are you asking for my help?

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[ There's a pause, amusement shared, and a good-natured huff before he responds. ]

Well, when you put it that way. Sure am.

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Mm.

[A slight pause. Then,]

When and where?

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Tomorrow. The docks, then the river. Might be a ways.

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I've a boat moored at the docks. It shouldn't be a difficulty.

[A faint pause, then,]

Until tomorrow.

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Until then.

[ He hangs up. ]