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那個何維光也太噁了吧瘋掉，而且這樣的人一定存在，還不少，這才是最恐怖的地方

‘—North Exit 3—breakfast order: three cups of warm soy milk—two mantou buns with egg—fried youtiao (in between) shaobing flatbread. I first read about Sylvia Plath in college—Her resolve—must have been extraordinarily strong for her to bake her own head—I told Old Wang—Camphor. Timber. Humidity—a specific scent wafting off its characters—musk that Taiwanese Hoklo sometimes exuded—consonants tripped over each other—’

「穿這個可以變成女生」
我大聲說：但我是女生啊。
我媽說：那只是一種說法。

‘—a sequence of the dirtiest Taiwanese Hoklo cusswords—to the point where—(they) began to sound almost musical. I looked over—but she only shrugged. I thought, I’ll believe anything you tell me from now on—you do your best to connect the dots—forcing the dots to connect—ignorance stemming from human instincts to learn. Sometimes, it can manifest in quite poetic ways—An adult's animosity is always glaringly obvious—’

‘People who ask writers how much of the story is ‘true’ are condemned to live with the inability to—fully appreciate—By around 5000 characters, I knew that 72.63% of the protagonist’s experience were my own—I decided that if he was to be autonomous, his interior life would have to remain unknowable—I deleted all the sections where the narrator is omniscient—the familiar figurative language—Frankly, it’s unreadable.’

藍鬍子可以當童話嗎 嚇死人

不管是「我突然對生而為一個被期待要照顧睫毛的人感到一股怒氣」或是「『有一半是我的小孩！』，他認為一隻精子可以理直氣壯分我一半身體，我怒不可遏」都讓人好痛快，喜歡⋯

說謊最好的方式，就是說實話。儘可能地說實話，然後把謊言夾在沒人注意的地方。