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his viewpoint of san francisco changed as he grew older. the city that was once filled with hope and dreams in his childhood is now nothing more than a town whose people do not change. just like New Orleans

damn. Michael’s ENTIRE family basically died from being a drunk, with the exception of a couple people. how do you bust your head open from a fall and just…go to sleep? 😭

“orientals, jews, and colored people”…yeah i’m reminded again how old this book is and i don’t like it.

like wow…she wrote anxiety and shame in childhood so well

anne rice has written generational trauma/abuse so well here. “in fact, all of the violence that he had always sensed simmering around him-in his father, his grandfather, all the men he knew-might rise, like chaos, and drag him down into it”