Status Updates From Baby Driver: A Story About ...

‘Those open windows were surrealistic doorways to the street that you could walk right through—if you felt like it. But all I felt like doing was to stand there in the cool twilight, gazing out across the East River at the oval spectre of the Pfizer sign—It was my favourite way to end a day—my disintegrating penthouse slum—In the morning—after exchanging addresses—to meet again—I took off for the New Mexican border—'

‘I used to read a lot at one point, after discovering the library on Tenth Street by the park. Not having the faintest idea what to read, somehow I stumbled across a whole series of African adventure books, none of them classics, and most from the point of view of a lion. I really fell in love with these stories. I wanted to be a lion—either that or have a lion accept me even though I was human.’

Discovered this randomly at work but feels like an interesting discovery…