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You will hate this.

This is where I store scraps of conversations that I have with people in New York City. Because I sorta hate myself, most of these conversations are with or about girls. Most scenes take place in bars or beds.

I warned you.

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It is hard to laugh at the need for beauty and romance, no matter how tasteless, even horrible, the results of that need are. But it is easy to sigh. Few things are sadder than the truly monstrous.
— Nathanael West, “The Day of the Locust”