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“I stopped at the front desk, about to complain to the doorman, when I was confronted with a NEW doorman, my age but balding and homely and FAT. Three glazed jelly doughnuts AND two steaming cups of extra-dark HOT chocolate opened to the comics and it struck me that I was infinitely better-looking, more successful and richer than this poor bastard would ever be and so with a passing rush of sympathy I smiled and nodded a curt though not impolite good morning without lodging a complaint.”

Quote by Bret Easton Ellis

Book:American Psycho
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American Psycho

American Psycho is a controversial novel that delves into the mind of Patrick Bateman, a wealthy and seemingly successful young man who is also a serial killer. The narrative is told from Bateman's perspective, offering a chilling and often surreal glimpse into his life, his relationships, and his descent into madness. The novel is known for its graphic violence, satirical commentary on the materialism and emptiness of the 1980s, and its unconventional narrative style. more

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Bret Easton Ellis
Bret Easton Ellis

American novelist known for his profound insights into modern urban life and sharp criticism. His works, including 'Less Than Zero' and 'The Rules of Attraction', are renowned for their unique narrative style and sharp social observations. more

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