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368 pages, Hardcover
First published August 1, 2010
Again I coughed and spat on the frozen sidewalk. My saliva was thick and tinted the ice with spit the hue of my wounded heart. Sartre must've built thus wretched world, a rotating purgatory that had blizzards, earthquakes, bitter wives, and no exit.Oh please. Self-indulgent much?