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Among Other Things, You'll Find That You're Not The First One Who Was Ever Confused And Frightened And Even Sickened By Human Behavior.

God, How I Still Love Private Readers. It’s What We All Used To Be.

Probably For Every Man There Is At Least One City That Sooner Or Later Turns Into A Girl. How Well Or How Badly The Man Actually Knew The Girl Doesn’t Necessarily Affect The Transformation. She Was There, And She Was The Whole City, And That’s That

I Suspect That Money Is A Far Greater Distraction For The Artist Than Hunger.

But I Was Afraid Of The Questions (much More Than The Accusations) You Might Both Put To Me.