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280 pages, Hardcover
First published November 4, 2025
‘It’s no hardship. I am used to asking the questions. Curiosity is sanctuary, camouflage, an open sesame. You ask, and their cheeks flush with the excitement and pleasure of talking about themselves. Even if you already know the answers, or have little interest in them, questions unlock other useful things: good will, breathing space, possibly a little power.’
‘I look. I can’t stop looking. Are they spilling over with guile, or entirely lacking it? I am never sure. There they are, ceaselessly insisting on the fact of their existence, imagining someone might give a fuck… I do give a fuck, of course; but the wrong sort, not the kind they expect to solicit. Too bad. Beggars can’t be choosers. No, I never post. I lurk. I am the audience, transfixed, eyes shining in the darkness. After all, if someone wants to be seen, someone else must watch. These people with their brunches and sunsets: they are nothing without me. That’s the way it works.’