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Diary

Edmund de Waal’s diary: Selling nothing, and why writers need ping-pong

8 October 2015

2:00 PM

8 October 2015

2:00 PM

On the top landing of the Royal Academy is the Sackler Sculpture Corridor, a long stony shelf of torsos of gods, martial bodies, heads, a vast foot. At one end Michelangelo’s Taddei Tondo is hidden behind slightly green glass. It is worth any pilgrimage. At the other end is a modest door into the print room and library.

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