Consider this sentence(!) before wanting to read this book:
«So I take my basket and my bell and hold them in my lap on the F, the L, and the posthumous fart that is the B60 bus, asleep before I fall into bed and then rise to my landlord-cum-yogi sucking an appetite-suppressant lollipop in my doorway, asking me to pay up or get out, and also namaste, before I take a cold shower and…» (max characters exceeded)
— Sep 23, 2026 11:39PM
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