There
are not that many books which I find myself avoiding to finish,
dragging my feet, putting it off, because I just do not want the
story to end. I do not want to return to the everyday, to "Go
back, go back to the world." I'm Your Man, the Sylvie Simmons biography of
Leonard Cohen, is one of these. I didn't want it to end. At the same
time, I have this feeling (the same one I had 40+ years ago after
reading The Diviners) that there is absolutely nothing more to be
said. Definitive. I will drown myself in the music.
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