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[Comics] were viewed as the literary equivalent of bubblegum cards, meant to be poked into the spokes of a young mind where they would produce a satisfying but entirely bogus rumble of pleasure.
Michael Chabon
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Michael Chabon
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: May 24
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