Mark R. Leeper (1950–2025)

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Irritatingly formatted so that each day was a single huge long paragraph (the various web versions seem better). Reading about other people's holidays, especially if you don't know them, is less boring than reading about their dreams, but more boring than reading about their sex lives. I suspect that Evelyn Leeper's diary of the same trip is more interesting (I've only skimmed it on the odd website). Mostly the observations are fairly standard, and the show more short sentences give the narrative a rather irritating staccato feel, but I got the feeling towards the end that he was waxing lyrical show less