Works
- hep-th/9702076 "World Volume Approach to Absorption by Non-dilatonic Branes ", High Energy Physics - Theory (hep-th) Igor R. Klebanov, 10 Feb 1997
- hep-th/9802109 "Gauge Theory Correlators from Non-Critical String Theory", High Energy Physics - Theory (hep-th) S.S. Gubser, I.R. Klebanov, A.M. Polyakov, 16 Feb 1998
- hep-th/0007191 "Supergravity and a Confining Gauge Theory: Duality Cascades and Chiral Symmetry Breaking-Resolution of Naked Singularities" High Energy Physics - Theory (hep-th); Igor R. Klebanov (Princeton), Matthew J. Strassler (IAS) 24 Jul 2000
- hep-th/0210114 "AdS Dual of the Critical O(N) Vector Model", High Energy Physics - Theory (hep-th) I.R. Klebanov, A.M. Polyakov, 13 Nov 2002
- "Some stringy aspects of the AdS/CFT duality", Strings 2002, Igor Klebanov
- Solving Quantum Field Theories via Curved Spacetimes, Physics Today, Igor Klebanov and Juan Maldacena.
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