1.
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Speaker: What about the new shoes, we have ten seconds left, tell us
about the new shoes.
Woman: I looked down and I remembered thinking, why would he kill himself
if he had on brand new shoes, why would he buy new shoes if he was going
to kill himself?
2.
And you lie there, passive and violated, feeling like someone told you
you were going to win an award, and then you didn't get it. Except the
award was your dignity, your sanity, your middle class inviolability.
It was taken away and given to someone else who never made the mistake
of going to a hotel room in a strange place with a strange man. And all
you were worried about was how to get out of there with your luggage intact,
how to avoid upsetting this man who not only had a black belt in Tai Kwon
Do but also had your ticket for the boat out of that nightmare land,and
how to get somewhere safe to sleep. God, you wanted to sleep, so bad.
. . So, you take a picture of yourself so that you can remember what the
Mona Lisa looks like when she realizes Leonardo is just another letch.
Part II:
You go home, and get on your bed, and Ross takes a picture
of you. You lie there, small and helpless and black and white. And it
looks like this: And
you think, wow, pictures don't tell you anything.
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6. "We
die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed,
bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters
we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves.
. . . I believe in such cartography--to be marked by nature, not just
to label ourselves on a map like the names of rich men and women on
buildings. We are communal histories, communal books."
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7. "
Peter wasn't trying to destroy you. . .Actually you were trying to destroy
him."
I had a sinking feeling. "Is that true?" I asked.
. . ."But the real truth is that it wasn't Peter at all. It was
me. I was trying to destroy you."
I gave a nervous laugh. "Don't say that."
"Okay," he said, "ever eager to please. Maybe Peter was
trying to destroy me, or maybe I was trying to destroy him, or we were
both trying to destroy each other, how's that? What does it matter.
. . you're a consumer."
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