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I found these stories formulaic but quite good. There were touching scenes with the young couple talking about their lost son, and the Third and Final Continent was exceptional, in its sympathy. Much of the rest of the book I found a bit repulsing because it seemed like she was pulling things out, describing Boston in a way I found misinformed and dishonest, knowing she could get away with things. She can put together a story, incorporate elements into it that are common in NewYorker type stuff, nothing too difficult, nothing nearly honest enough. Not to say that it isn't good reading and that the stories are fluffy, they are not. They are well written, they just leave something to be desired, and I feel a bit like something false is thrown at me.