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Grubbing a living

ASK ANY WINE-SOAKED OLD BOY two bottles into a good lunch at Soho’s Academy Club about the publishing business and he will sigh theatrically, take a large swig and say: “It’s not like it used to be.” Then he’ll drift into a reverie during which the following words will be dimly audible: “The Net Book Agreement … Books and Bookmen … proper advances, enough to live on …” Such is the fantastical recent past that never really existed.

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