{"id":746,"date":"2020-09-22T01:52:00","date_gmt":"2020-09-22T01:52:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost:10060\/?p=746"},"modified":"2021-05-01T00:39:42","modified_gmt":"2021-05-01T00:39:42","slug":"hemingways-epigram","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/localhost:10060\/hemingways-epigram\/","title":{"rendered":"Hemingway’s Epigram"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
A big man named Hubert, a jazz singer, a skydiver, and a wife with a leopard print purse. It wasn\u2019t a joke. The evening felt like something from a Hemingway novel. The Sun Also Rises<\/em>, perhaps. But we weren\u2019t in Paris. We were in Chartres. And it was 2020, not 1920. My point? Read Hemingway\u2019s novel mentioned above, or at least the book\u2019s epigram.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A big man named Hubert, a jazz singer, a skydiver, and a wife with a leopard print purse. It wasn\u2019t a joke. The evening felt like something from a Hemingway novel. The Sun Also Rises, perhaps. But we weren\u2019t in Paris. We were in Chartres. And it was 2020, not 1920. My point? Read Hemingway\u2019s […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1027,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[58,53],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n