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For me, reading Low Hug was like spending a long evening at a tedious dinner party with a bunch of people I don’t particularly like. I mean, I don’t hate them, either, but after everybody reminisces about where in their Midwestern college town they were on September 11, launches into a lengthy discussion of DVD features, and listens to an extended rundown of one guy’s favourite moments from the first season of The Simpsons, I just want to go home and lie in the dark with a cold cloth over my eyes. “Merging the personal and the popular”? Save it for the water cooler, guys. (Wendy Banks)