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“Kelly’s apartment sat on the second floor of a walk-up in Mission Hill, half a block from a corner deli that still had its neon “OPEN” sign flickering. The banister wobbled when I followed her upstairs, and the hallway smelled faintly like cooked rice and lemon cleaner. When she opened the door, I stepped into a space that felt like her: warm, a little cluttered, nothing performative. A couch with mismatched pillows. A lamp with a crooked shade. A milk crate bookshelf that had everything from The Bell Jar to Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead crammed beside cassette tapes and Playbills. Theater posters curled slightly at the corners. A sprig of dried lavender rested in a glass next to the stereo.”

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“Behind the podium, he had a glass of water, and he picked it up. The glass was crystal clear, as was the water. He put the glass to his lips, and filled his mouth with as much of the water as he could. Then he tilted the glass back into its upright position, and carefully let the water fall out of his mouth back into the glass. “Does anyone want to drink from this glass of water?” he asked the audience with confidence.”

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“As we drove along Western Avenue I wanted her body to embrace the compartment of the car. In my mind I pressed her moist vulva against every exposed panel and fascia, I crushed her breasts gently against the door pillars and quarter windows, moved her anus in a slow spiral against the vinyl seat covers, placed her small hands against the instrument dials and window-sills. The junction of her mucous membranes and the vehicle, my own metal body, was celebrated by the cars speeding past us. The complex of an immensely perverse act waited upon her like a coronation.”

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