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Unformatted text preview: of work the beach was a winter beach, cold and gray and the dead kelp like the hair of the drowned.” A little later, the agent’s sunny beach has changed “The beach now had solid cement instead of sand and the water was gray and barely moved, just quivered a little, like Jell-O that’s almost set. Unbidden came ways to kill himself with Jell-O.” This was an excellent visualization. I felt as if I was being there with Lane Dean. He keeps thinking this image of happiness and gets back to reality which he hates in the cubicles. Wallace describes how terrible thing happen around him. The computer screens was grey and employees all sat in cubicles....
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- Spring '08
- Writing, English-language films, David Foster Wallace, wiggle room, Lane Dean