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Product review: I don't think I like Sherwood Anderson at all, with the exception of "Poor White". Another depressing bunch of stories, except for the title story, which was actually very funny in the beginning. All was internal thought, with no real action and, worse, no real resolving of problems. The endings just seemed to dwindle off into nowhere. How this man ever came to be thought of as a great writer is beyond me. And it is puzzling why almost all his characters who have internal dilemmas are women. He is always trying to get inside the mind of a woman and delve into how she perceives sex and men - while she is still a virgin. An obsession with him.
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