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These prose… the narrators voice is mesmerizing to read.

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He swept his fringe from his eyes and palmed his chest with both hands, expression become grotesque with false despair. “You wound me.”

“Your ego wounds you. I was just its instrument.”

And he laughed then. Like it didn’t matter, like it couldn’t matter, not for him…

“‘I'm sick of having nothing to look forward to. I'm sick of not having any dreams. I've spent a hundred years - four times my earthly life - looking for a book that exists somewhere in an infinity of gibberish. I can't do it anymore. I'm sick of it.’ She suddenly kicked the kiosk as hard as she could, and then she melted down beside it, crying.”

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Girl, I feel you.

“I spent my first two years in Hell with Betty. We had a fun time, but it turned out that other than our night activities we did not have much in common.”

“…John Marcher found himself, among such suggestions, disconcerted almost equally by the presence of those who knew too much and by that of those who knew nothing.”

Mood.

“Distance” and “Zulu Charley, Romeo, a Love Story” gave me all the feels this Saturday night. 💛

“I’m a true fuck up, but if I love you, I love you, and that’s all.” - James Baldwin

I feel seen. Ha.

Atmosphere: phenomenal
Main characters: annoying AF

Fascinating. A bit over-written.