Either Anthony or I had said something insulting to the other one. Then we started trading insults back and forth. Hillel stayed out of it, he might have even tried to stop us, but the putdowns went on and gained momentum. It had started out lightly and humorously, but became meaner and more personal, preying on each other’s insecurities, doing our best to humiliate and hurt each other. A competition. The dismal heavy vibe in the room became oppressive and difficult to breathe in. I felt sick and weighed down, and I think Anthony did too. We finally stopped and went to bed. I don’t know why we
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