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And it struck me then, that I liked Sean because he looked, well, slutty. A boy who had been around. A boy who couldn’t remember if he was Catholic or not.

Bret Easton Ellis

At Columbus Circle, a juggler wearing a trench cloak and top hat, who is usually at this location afternoons and who calls himself Stretch Man, performs in front of a small, uninterested crowd; though I smell prey, and he seems worthy of my wrath.
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Men Moving Odds
There’s no grand plan. All I know is that I write the books I want to write. All that other stuff is meaningless to me.
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Book Want Writing
Why was I holding on to something that would never be mine? But isn’t that what people do?
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Holding Mines People
On the seals’ tank a plaque warns: COINS CAN KILL–IF SWALLOWED, COINS CAN LODGE IN AN ANIMAL’S STOMACH AND CAUSE ULCERS, INFECTIONS AND DEATH. DO NOT THROW COINS IN THE POOL.
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Death Handful Stomach Through Zookeepers
Her taste in music haunted my memory and I had to stop at Tower Records on the Upper West Side to buy ninety dollars’ worth of rap CDs but, as expected, I’m at a loss: […] voices uttering ugly words like digit, pudding, chunk.
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Loss Memories Rap
…if you’re alone nothing bad can happen to you.
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Happen Happens Noihing
Everyone I know who is successful has issues with their father, regardless of whether it was sports or business or entertainment.
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Father Sports Successful
The seeds of love have taken hold and if we won’t burn together, I’ll burn alone.
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Attraction Rules Taken Together
That’s how I became the damaged party boy who wandered through the wreckage, blood streaming from his nose, asking questions that never required answers.
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Answer Girl Love Party Question
What does that mean know me, know me, nobody ever knows anybody else, ever! You will never know me.
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Anybody Ever Life Mean
I really believe that readers are smart and sophisticated enough to realize that the author is not the narrator of his novels.
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Believe Narrator Smart
Exploitation is a harsh word, I know that, but on a certain level, to me that is the central Hollywood story.
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Hollywood Levels Stories
I tried to make meat loaf out of the girl but it becomes too frustrating a task and instead I spend the afternoon smearing her meat all over the walls, chewing on strips of skin I ripped from her body
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Frustrating Girl Over Skins Wall
It’s as if her mind is having a hard time communicating with her mouth, as if she is searching for a rational analysis of who I am, which is, of course, an impossibility: there… is… no… key.
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Analysis Communicating Key Mind Rational
Writing fiction is an act of imagination and fantasizing, and it’s not relating in prose what you’ve been doing for the last two or three years.
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Two Writing Years
Disappear Here. The syringe fills with blood. You’re a beautiful boy and that’s all that matters. Wonder if he’s for sale. People are afraid to merge. To merge.
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Beautiful Bloodsign Boys Merge

And it struck me then, that I liked Sean because he looked, well, slutty. A boy who had been around. A boy who couldn’t remember if he was Catholic or not.

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And it struck me then, that I liked Sean because he looked, well, slutty. A boy who had been around. A boy who couldn’t remember if he was Catholic or not.

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