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192 pages, Paperback
First published February 15, 2004
I'm sorry I used your affair with the Zen monk in my Mina letter. It's just that you exude a daring and panache that wallflowers like me only dream of. You and the monk, me and Kevin-we couldn't get into the Kafka movie because Premiere had given out twice as many passes as seats. Weaving through a mob of drips who kept bumping into one another desperate for their freebies I said, "Damn!" Whereas you, your shaved head swiveling across the overflowing auditorium, smiled and announced, "This is a very Kafka experience." See what I mean? Did the monk really have a picture of a Thai girl with a Coke bottle up her cunt? All that is left is sex alone and its naked violence.