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I’ve had a contrarian streak that dates back to when I was much younger, though it seems to be waning in recent years. Perhaps that’s a normal cycle of development…? Anyway, one negative consequence of being a contrarian is that you miss out on some really good things for the simple reason that too many other people like them. This means that now, in my mid-thirties, I’m appreciating authors/artists/etc that I could’ve been enjoying for decades. A few examples:

I’m sure there are more, but these come to mind at the moment.