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Graduate students fond of Edward W. Said’s seminal poststructural texts, like the classics Orientalism and Culture and Imperialism, might be disappointed with the academic’s latest effort, a memoir called Out of Place. Said’s chucked the isms to concentrate on his childhood’s major players: Mom, Dad, and Auntie Melia star in this show. Born in Jerusalem because his folks didn’t trust the hospital back home in Cairo, Said shuffled between Palestine, Egypt, and Lebanon during most of his young life. His was an affluent, tennis- and Ping-Pong-playing world, in which regular applications of emotional insulation were essential to maintaining outward appearances. Underlying tensions between his mismatched parents—an emotionally shut-down father and young, spirited mother—were glossed with the same heavy shellac that covered his Christian extended family’s wrenching exile from Palestine in 1948 and the burning of his father’s store during Cairo’s 1952 street riots. Said’s glowing account of his cherished Palestinian heritage sheds light on the urgency of his later critical texts, but it’s the privileged peeks through family keyholes that form the meat of this memoir: We feel the heat on young Edward’s cheeks when his parents confront him about masturbation. It was Said’s 1991 leukemia diagnosis, at 55, that prompted this book, and the author’s urgency to document a fleeting life animates these pages. And, thank goodness, there’s nary a mention of the Other. Said discusses and signs copies of Out of Place at 7 p.m. Friday, Oct. 8, at St. Margaret’s Church, 1830 Connecticut Ave. NW. $5. For reservations call (202) 429-9272. (Jessica Dawson)