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Contemporaneous: Chapter 52
52. We end up at a bar in the city, and then another, drinking obliviously, paying too much for beer and, for the most part, reminiscing about school, friends, and family; or talking about important theological questions, like which Star Trek series are better (but agreeing that all the new stuff is shit); that Stranger Things is grossly overrated as style over substance; how modern Hollywood predominantly makes special effects extravaganzas rather than stories; and then we talk about death, because that’s where it’s lumped nowadays as a discussion – from pop culture to the ultimate end. “If I had the guts to do it,” Stan says, “I’d go.” We’re…
Contemporaneous: Chapters 50 – 51
50. I don’t sleep, because although I’m tired, even unnaturally drowsy, sleeping’s for the contented, and all I can think about now is what I do with myself. Lana’s done. I tried the relationship thing. Gone. It’s not her fault…
Contemporaneous: Chapters 48 – 49
48. “Back already?” Luca asks me, sitting against the table’s edge as he folds his arms across his chest. “Fuckface.” “That …” I say, like that one word will encompass the entire experience. That. And it does, but it also…