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“Then she left. The Navy guy and I told each other we were glad to’ve met each other. Which always kills me. I’m always saying ‘Glad to’ve met you’ to somebody I’m not at all glad I met. If you want to stay alive, you have to say that stuff, though.”

yes… YES!!!

“After I shut the door and started back to the living room, he yelled something at me, but I couldn’t exactly hear him. I’m pretty sure he yelled ‘Good luck!’ at me. I hope not. I hope to hell not. I’d never yell ‘Good luck!’ at anybody. It sounds terrible, when you think about it.”

My favorite fictional trope is the twerp. Holden Caulfield is like the original Marty Mauser and I’m hooked.

Jumping back into this after a minute away. The Beach Boy shows the most tender side of Moshfegh’s writing, and I adore it.

PART ONE: ALL DADS ARE MOTHERFUCKERS

“He always hid his shame and self-loathing under an expression of shame and self-loathing, swinging his fist back and forth, ‘shucks,’ always acting, even then. I don’t think he ever experienced any real joy or humor. Deep down he probably thought I was crazy not to love him. And maybe I was. Maybe he was the man of my dreams.”

“This felt like a great occasion. I can’t explain it. I felt immediately endowed with great power. I plunked my straw in and sucked. It was good. It was the best thing I’d ever tasted. I thought of ordering another one when I finished that one. But that would be exploitative, I thought. Better let this one have its day. Okay, I thought. One at a time. One Diet Coke at a time.”