We none of us wanted a palace: we liked this humming little hell-hole with its atrophied rules and characters, its ogres and mascots. Alan Hollinghurst
The Folding Star
One of the French girls just freaked me out with her nosey demeanor.
I didn't like her intrusive style.
She torpedoed into me with some faux-maternal, therapeutic, ''my life's work'' kind of shit, Fuck, man ! Leave me the FUCK ALONE, BITCH !
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