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In the final analysis, the secret lives of vain, egocentric fools like Jay Z and the Kardashians were the trivial fodder of trivial, empty minds.
People his age had an almost sixth sense and a highly-attuned bullshit meter.
Night after night, he lay there, wondering if enormous, impossible beasts from the cellar of time were even then dancing around on the sands of North Beach. He fretted, hell, worried that he was missing out on something incredible.
