Unqueering the Essay, Part III

         Among the many juicy tidbits that Castle serves up in “Desperately Seeking Susan”––an essay, I might as well say, that I prefer to anything Sontag herself ever wrote, and which goes some way towards making an otherwise sepulchrally unflapped manifestation of Manhattanite self-regard into someone it might have been fun to know––is that the grand…

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