December 2009
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ListenPrecious Bryant: Fever
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“Who knows what I was up to? Maybe I was up to nothing. Maybe I am just being...”
– Philip Roth, Portnoy’s Complaint. the raggiest of bags reminded me today just how filthy this hilarious little book is. (via meaghano)
Dec 18th
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Dear Tyra
I really need your advice: neverforgets
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Subdivisions
magicmolly: The subway makes a noise like a dentist’s drill or airplane. An old man with a crocheted white cap paces the car asking for money. “One dollar to buy a cup of coffee,” he says, and two women give him a dollar each. He continues the chant, sing-song, and I wonder whether it would be more effective to alter the chorus once the dollar for coffee has been donated. “A dollar for dinner” or...
Dec 10th
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ListenEla Orleans: Something Higher...
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