Thirty Days of First Lines: Day Nine

Not so often read today perhaps, but a lion (admittedly one with a sort of post-modern grin) of my youth and young adulthood, John Barth opens his “Lost in the Funhouse” thus:

funhouse

“For whom is the funhouse fun? Perhaps for lovers. For Ambrose it is a place of fear and confusion.”

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