“You can’t just quote Lewis Carroll to me,” I said into the phone. “You can’t quote literary giants like Alice in motherfucking Wonderland to me while I’m in public. That’s not fair. You say stuff like that and I forget what oxygen is. You can probably watch the six o’clock news and there’ll be the headline Asexual Gay Man Forgets How To Breathe, and there’ll be video footage of me freaking the fuck out in the Pitt Street mall.”
