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304 pages, Paperback
First published February 23, 2016
Duff apologizes by spray painting the wall of the practice space jesus loves torrentials. There’s an anarchy circle around the A. Nikki has zero clue what anarchy is, or even wants to be. Something about wallet chains and waiters getting more per hour, plus tips.
There was a purity to mayhem. To split lips and sprung hamstrings, when mud tasted as good as blood.
Genius was a code pulsed down from a binary star, a revelatory percussive wave. It was math plus rhythm, an equation of intervals, the sound and then not the sound, something that could never be snorted or faked or even approached by the fastest, most devastating sprint across an open, grassy field.
Decide chat rooms are a symbol for death. Decide cell phones are an emblem for death. Decide computers are a representation of death. Decide television is an allegory for death.
In the end, there’s nothing that you couldn’t take 80 percent less seriously. Except possibly generalized statements involving percentages.