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450 pages, Kindle Edition
First published December 3, 2018
"Everyone pays for sex.It's just that we don't always pay with money(...)"

“Everyone pays for sex. It’s just that we don’t always pay with money. Sometimes it’s with dinner or dancing first to make your partner feel respected, sometimes it’s with drinks in a bar, sometimes it’s with date movies or going to see someone play in their awful band or listening to someone talk about their bullshit.”






“Could you draw me a map?”
“Of course.” Ghost accepted a pen and a napkin and sketched something, taking long enough that Duncan began to hope they might really have something. Then he held it out, revealing a map in the vague shape of the US, labeled with a star in the middle that said BUM-FUCK EGYPT. YOU ARE HERE. SUCKS TO BE YOU. He’d also drawn a hairy dick in the corner with a slit in the shape of a smile. It looked alien and disgusting. Duncan glared at him.
“Really?”
“Yes.”
"You know that I felt like a fucking God every time you felt safe enough to let me touch you? You know that you never once made me feel like I was paranoid or bitter or too angry or too moody or like my view of the world was dark or twisted? I never once felt like I had to justify my edges with you, Ghost, because you have every bit as many."




"My outfit might be retro, but my thinking isn't. Cross-dressing's only a problem if you think being like woman somehow makes a man less. And I've read far too much Vogue to fall for that bullshit, thanks."
"I had sex before and it tore me open. I have sex now and I don't feel a single thing about it. Tell me that's not progress."
"Since I can't tell if you're joking, I'm going to pretend you didn't say that."
"Fair enough. I'm going to pretend you have a personality."