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A confession. Sort of.

I know it’s not really an excuse, as if I gave a damn anyhow, but one night when my dad had grounded me and both my parents the jerks were out I got fucking drunk while listening to music and … Continue reading

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There they were, sincere businessmen

There they were, sincere businessmen, these uncles of mine, sitting around a table in that yellowed 1950s-style office, smoking their cigars and making decisions about me. “He does an OK job,” Otto said. “Usually,” Ernest qualified. “But his tools are … Continue reading

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Cold, depraved and powerful

“You know what, honey? I’m going to change the hero of my novel.” “Really?” “Instead of a cold, depraved and powerful man it’s going to be a cold, depraved and powerful woman.” “Why’s that?” “I read somewhere recently that novels … Continue reading

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