Been working my way through Michael Chabon's "A Model World", a collection of short stories. Most of the stories are rather good, and this is saying a lot, because I can get pretty impatient with just plain old Stories about ordinary People without any Borgesian magical realism or sci-fi gimmicks or at least some Miranda July-esque prescription-strength bittersweet child-like whimsy. The story titled "Millionaires" knocked me flat on my ass, though. It is very much about People and their Relationships and a certain amount of Baseball, and oh so many little references to places in Pittsburgh. Its narrative lacunae are huge and potent and expertly carved.