I Think Basically Most Men Are Misogynistic.

At Columbus Circle, A Juggler Wearing A Trench Cloak And Top Hat, Who Is Usually At This Location Afternoons And Who Calls Himself Stretch Man, Performs In Front Of A Small, Uninterested Crowd; Though I Smell Prey, And He Seems Worthy Of My Wrath, I Move On In Search Of A Less Dorky Target. Though If He'd Been A Mime, Odds Are He'd Already Be Dead.

'do You Know What Ed Gein Said About Women?' [...] '"when I See A Pretty Girl Walking Down The Street I Think Two Things. One Part Of Me Wants To Take Her Out And Talk To Her And Be Real Nice And Sweet And Treat Her Right."' I Stop Finish My J&b In One Swallow. 'what Does The Other Part Of Him Think?' Hamlin Asks Tentatively. 'what Her Head Would Look Like On A Stick...'

Greed Is Good. Sex Is Easy. Youth Is Forever.

Disintegration---i'm Taking It In Stride.

So…” Kimball Looks At His Book Helplessly. “there’s Nothing You Can Tell Me About Paul Owen?” “well.” I Sigh. “he Led What I Suppose Was An Orderly Life, I Guess. “ Really Stumped, I Offer, “he...ate A Balanced Diet.