sylvester’s Reviews > Cleopatra and Frankenstein > Status Update

You know, weirdly, all I can think about is how many people I know exactly like this. The cocaine and the surface-level taste and the questionably-sourced stimulants and so much in service of the image [as in - not that the characters are themselves explicitly focused on image, but rather that the narration is]; and the music and partying and wealth and the art most of all. I hate them. Is that terrible to say?