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Every week, the editors of The Paris Review lift the paywall on a selection of interviews, stories, poems, and more from the magazine’s archive. You can have these unlocked pieces delivered straight to your inbox every Sunday by signing up for the Redux newsletter.

Don DeLillo, ca. 2011. Photo: Thousandrobots.

This week, we bring you Don DeLillo’s 1993 Art of Fiction interview, the of Chris Bachelder’s novel , and Greg Kosmicki’s poem “.”

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