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The truth—if not the drink menu—can overwhelm you at KGB's weekly nonfiction reading series. In a room so suspiciously tall and red that you might easily mistake any proclamations for propaganda, journalists, memoirists, and raconteurs share from recent anthologies, memoirs, essays, and on occasion, in-house scandals. (Regulars still gossip about the time when a drug addict's excerpt excited a listener to urinate on the pizza.) It's dirty. It's shocking. It's honest. And it's true. The crowd is equal parts horn-rimmed glasses to beer glasses; the authors are serious about their work if not overly so about themselves. The theme changes weekly.