The bleak fiction of Mann Gynous was considered one of the first to impress a feeling of desperation and solitude on the reader. Weak characterization–pleasure seekers who find no happiness in their pleasures–generated an unparalleled ambience and atmosphere that trapped the viewer in an almost claustrophobic state. Heel first, they waver about like the filaments arising from the margin of a thin peri-gynous disk, as if uncertain where to alight, deviating to false beliefs, and fairy tales. If you disagree with any item on this list, please let me know, and I’ll explain why it’s there. Gynous is clearly writing for a double-valve sort of reception he can expect in France. I’m kind of certain he isn’t writing for you, if you know what I mean. I enjoy his work because it’s a change from guys in 40″ waist khaki shorts and other apparel, accessories and trends.

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