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'Are you an atheist, sir?'
'Just an enormously disappointed catholic.'
Silent and self-reliant. Artificial weather-patterns. Buildings about to burst.
They looked like dark-age weapons, flat on one side -- always the same side -- that a soldier in feudal bloodlust would use against children.
It was someone's home.
We had had to understand why.
Stuporhero
Katharine Hepburn's Voice
Choo-Choo Will Destroy You
Aunt Jamamas Big Band Vigilantes
Biography Of Ferns
Shiftless Layabout
Never An Anything
Crimes In Modern Architecture
Hobo Libido
Dyslextasy
They don't taste like anything, but I choke them in.
I look down and notice that my whole body's made out of them.
Hundreds and thousands of Bettys, Barneys, and Dinos, and I'm plucking them off one by one.
'I don't live an angry life. I rarely lose my temper. I have never had a fight.'
'What they see as anger is a real dissatisfaction, a real contempt, for the choices that my fellow human beings have made.'