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Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: TO EXCEL/KALEIDOSCOPE SOF, 344 Seiten, L=203mm, B=127mm, H=20mm, Gew.=372gr, [GR: 11000 - HC/Belletristik], [SW: - Fiction - Gen… Plus…

Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: TO EXCEL/KALEIDOSCOPE SOF, 344 Seiten, L=203mm, B=127mm, H=20mm, Gew.=372gr, [GR: 11000 - HC/Belletristik], [SW: - Fiction - General], Kartoniert/Broschiert, Klappentext: Suburban Boy. Related by a narrator careening, making his personal statement from the edge of something. It is a setting everybody knows, but nobody quite knows. The suburbs. Bayview, Long Island. This is the place the protagonist, Peter, arrives at, in search of "answers." Thirty-nine, single, white, male, down-and-out, he makes his way to Bayview, in an attempt to discover a sense of purpose, meaning, an abandoned joyfulness I was going to go to Bayview, to the town where I had lived when I was a boy. I was going to encamp myself there, at least for awhile. And I was going to study the landscape. I was going to investigate. I was going to excavate. I was going to dig. Like an archaeologist. Except that I wasn't going to dig for crumbled artifacts, for bits of pottery or arrowheads. I was going to dig for answers. Suburban Boy. Related by a narrator careening, making his personal statement from the edge of something. It is a setting everybody knows, but nobody quite knows. The suburbs. Bayview, Long Island. This is the place the protagonist, Peter, arrives at, in search of "answers." Thirty-nine, single, white, male, down-and-out, he makes his way to Bayview, in an attempt to discover a sense of purpose, meaning, an abandoned joyfulness I was going to go to Bayview, to the town where I had lived when I was a boy. I was going to encamp myself there, at least for awhile. And I was going to study the landscape. I was going to investigate. I was going to excavate. I was going to dig. Like an archaeologist. Except that I wasn't going to dig for crumbled artifacts, for bits of pottery or arrowheads. I was going to dig for answers.<

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Suburban Boy. Related by a narrator careening, making his personal statement from the edge of something. It is a setting everybody knows, but nobody quite knows. The suburbs. Bayview,… Plus…

Suburban Boy. Related by a narrator careening, making his personal statement from the edge of something. It is a setting everybody knows, but nobody quite knows. The suburbs. Bayview, Long Island. This is the place the protagonist, Peter, arrives at, in search of answers. Thirty-nine, single, white, male, down-and-out, he makes his way to Bayview, in an attempt to discover a sense of purpose, meaning, an abandoned joyfulness I was going to go to Bayview, to the town where I had lived when I was a boy. I was going to encamp myself there, at least for awhile. And I was going to study the landscape. I was going to investigate. I was going to excavate. I was going to dig. Like an archaeologist. Except that I wasn''t going to dig for crumbled artifacts, for bits of pottery or arrowheads. I was going to dig for answers. Peter Doobinin, Books, Fiction and Literature, Suburban Boy Books>Fiction and Literature Suburban Boy. Related by a narrator careening, making his personal statement from the edge of something. It is a setting everybody knows, but nobody quite knows. The suburbs. Bayview, Long Island. This is the place the protagonist, Peter, arrives at, in search of "answers." Thirty-nine, single, white, male, down-and-out, he makes his way to Bayview, in an attempt to discover a sense of purpose, meaning, an abandoned joyfulness I was going to go to Bayview, to the town where I had lived when I was a boy. I was going to encamp myself there, at least for awhile. And I was going to study the landscape. I was going to investigate. I was going to excavate. I was going to dig. Like an archaeologist. Except that I wasn't going to dig for crumbled artifacts, for bits of pottery or arrowheads. I was going to dig for answers.<

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[EAN: 9780595365975], Neubuch, [PU: iUniverse, Inc.], PETER DOOBININ,COMIC,LITERARY, Fiction|Humorous, Paperback. 342 pages. Dimensions: 7.8in. x 5.0in. x 0.9in.I stepped to the window, p… Plus…

[EAN: 9780595365975], Neubuch, [PU: iUniverse, Inc.], PETER DOOBININ,COMIC,LITERARY, Fiction|Humorous, Paperback. 342 pages. Dimensions: 7.8in. x 5.0in. x 0.9in.I stepped to the window, pulled apart the moldy brown drapes, pushed open the window. I figured Id let in some fresh cold air. I stood in front of the window. I looked out, beyond the woodplank veranda, beyond the parking lot, toward Sunrise Highway, the six-lane thoroughfare that slashed past the motel. The road was glutted with rush hour traffic, crammed with cars moving east and west. It was growing dark and most of the cars had their headlights turned on. And I stood there, and I watched the cars, moving slowly forward, the headlights burning. There was something about the whole scene. The cars lunging ahead, the lights prodding the increasing dark, the gradual movement in, the ceaseless urging, toward home. There was a poetry to it. An undeniable, exquisite poetry. What can I say I was, and always would be, a suburban boy, and I found stuff like this as beautiful as anything. This item ships from multiple locations. Your book may arrive from Roseburg,OR, La Vergne,TN.<

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Peter Doobinin,Paperback, English-language edition,Pub by iUniverse, Incorporated Books Books ~~ Fiction~~ Humorous Suburban-Boy~~Peter-Doobinin iUniverse, Incorporated Suburban Boy. Rela… Plus…

Peter Doobinin,Paperback, English-language edition,Pub by iUniverse, Incorporated Books Books ~~ Fiction~~ Humorous Suburban-Boy~~Peter-Doobinin iUniverse, Incorporated Suburban Boy. Related by a narrator careening, making his personal statement from the edge of something. It is a setting everybody knows, but nobody quite knows. The suburbs. Bayview, Long Island. This is the place the protagonist, Peter, arrives at, in search of "answers." Thirty-nine, single, white, male, down-and-out, he makes his way to Bayview, in an attempt to discover a sense of purpose, meaning, an abandoned joyfulness I was going to go to Bayview, to the town where I had lived when I was a boy. I was going to encamp myself there, at least for awhile. And I was going to study the landscape. I was going to investigate. I was going to excavate. I was going to dig. Like an archaeologist. Except that I wasn't going to dig for crumbled artifacts, for bits of pottery or arrowheads. I was going to dig for answers.<