I'm Here to Make Your Head Spin. You're Welcome.

What's with this man with his pitted face and stomping heel and black cowboy hat? His dirty light-blue jeans and jangly chain that hooks his wallet to his silver-link belt? He stands open-faced to the train car, inviting everyone to, please, look at him. Don't you hear the stomping of his boot?

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"Like a cat in the dark, your whisker touched something the wrong way and you backed out. Except sometimes it was a trap baited with something so enticing, you pushed your face in anyway."

— Mary Gaitskill, "Veronica"