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There Was Something About That City, Though It Didn't Let Me Feel Guilty That I Had No Feeling For The Things So Many Others Needed. It Let Me Alone.

My Part Of The Game Is That I Must Live The Best I Can.

Love Dries Up, I Thought As I Walked Back To The Bathroom, Even Faster Than Sperm.

I Am Not Like Other People. I Am Burning In Hell. The Hell Of Myself.

And Even The Trees We Walked Under Seemed Less Than Trees And More Like Everything Else.