New Thomas McGuane in The New Yorker

“I now understand that I was a weirdly underdeveloped human being for my age, ripe for just the sort of encounter that I had with Tessa Larionov. Even my mother noticed my immaturity; she was always telling me, ‘Stop staring at people!’” A naive young medical student reflects on growing up near Livingston, Montana and the events surrounding his involvement with a rare-prints assistant. If you haven’t yet read Gallatin County, this story may help convince you that McGuane is one of the finest short story writers going.

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