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I BECAME THE HANDSOME AND DAZED NARRATOR, INCAPABLE OF LOVE OR KINDNESS. THAT’S HOW I BECAME THE DAMAGED PARTY BOY WHO WANDERED THROUGH THE WRECKAGE, BLOOD STREAMING FROM HIS NOSE, ASKING QUESTIONS THAT NEVER REQUIRED ANSWERS. THAT’S HOW I BECAME THE BOY WHO NEVER UNDERSTOOD HOW ANYTHING WORKED. THAT’S HOW I BECAME THE BOY WHO WOULDN’T SAVE A FRIEND. THAT’S HOW I BECAME THE BOY WHO COULDN’T LOVE THE GIRL. IMPERIAL BEDROOMS - BRET EASTON ELLIS 
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