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Garrett always knew he’d be a Junkie. In the same way Abraham Lincoln knew he’d be President, by applying himself toward a goal with singleness of purpose. It amused Garret, the stigma of Dope. It passed the time, pushed his … finish reading Chapter 3, Garrett
Brutally Frank never thought his boys would grow up to be such, well, pussies. He was raised in The Bronx. He did everything he could to give Gregor & Joey all the things he lacked growing up. Not just the … finish reading Chapter 2, Brutally Frank
I could write a book. Sitting in this room, overlooking the ocean, in room 552 of Copacabana Palace, in Rio de Janeiro, I could write a book. What a fucking brat, right? It takes a room with an ocean view … finish reading Chapter 1, It Happened In Rio
Been asked to write more. Which is flattering. Thank you for asking to see more of what I’m thinking about. Here’s what I’m thinking about…How to keep my chin up while we close Joey’s Brickhouse? Do I share how I … finish reading Step Aside Sylvia Plath, I’m The New Pity Party Champion
51 Park Place is near enough to Ground Zero, but it’s not close enough to be discussed, not like this. There is a Shopping Mall, there is Off Track Betting, there is Wall Street, all of these offensive blights to … finish reading Mosque-O-Phobia