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Not to mention the urban variety. And divorce, of course. The Afterlife and Other Stories is a good read–since its pieces are of, not the dead and gone, but the aging and leaving. It’s the first read, in fact, I ever made of John Updike material. I must have read a score of reviews over the years but never actually read one of his novels or short stories. At the suggestion of an Israeli friend, I am now embarked on his novel The Centaur, which, so far, seems suitably weird. From the short stories I find I can agree with some of his reviewers that, if not wholly misogynistic, he certainly was wary of women. Which is understandable, I think.