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Back in Lot H, the scene took on the feel of a state fair.

“Lot of disturbing things happening in the world,” wrote another, “but at least serif fonts are making a comeback.”

Mr. King’s most harrowing passages mesh the living and the undead in ’Salem’s Lot.

Mercifully, having already set “The Crying of Lot 49” and “Inherent Vice” largely in L.A.,

That’s when I wrote “Slow Dance in a Parking Lot,” which I was told had way too many words in it.