No Great Illusion

When I'm with you, I'm looking for a ghost.

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I was in my mid-twenties, and what do we do when we’re in our mid-twenties? We move to New York with very little money and very high hopes. Like many, I entered into the nexus of love and wealth and fame looking for a piece of the glistering and transmutable dream itself. In short, I was here to write a book.
Elissa Bassist, The Human Centipede; Or, How to Move to New York
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