according to my cell phone...

"hey. i heard 'bout u, and i wanted to say hi. Umm, i'm kinda unsure, so how about you come check me out online. I got a profile at date-shake.com"
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11:43A Thu Oct 23

according to hubert selby, jr....

Sometimes we have the absolute certainty that there's something inside us that's so hideous and monstrous that if we ever search it out we won't be able to stand looking at it. But it's when we're willing to come face to face with that demon that we face the angel.

according to p.g. wodehouse

"Pretty soft!" he cried. "To have to come and live in New York! To have to leave my little cottage and take a stuffy, smelly, over-heated hole of an apartment in this Heaven-forsaken, festering Gehenna. To have to mix night after night with a mob who think that life is a sort of St. Vitus's dance, and imagine that they're having a good time because they're making enough noise for six and drinking too much for ten. I loathe New York, Bertie. I wouldn't come near the place if I hadn't got to see editors occasionally. There's a blight on it. It's got moral delirium tremens. There's a blight on it....It would kill me to have to live in New York," he went on. "To have to share the air with six million people! To have to wear stiff collars and decent clothes all the time. To&mdash" He started. "Good Lord! I suppose I should have to dress for dinner in the evenings. What a ghastly notion!"