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When I showered at a friend’s house, I never felt really clean. I had to come home and take my real shower, start the day all over again at two P.M.
It was startling and terrible not to know yourself.
ANOREXIA (SOMETIMES I WOULD permit myself to use this word): It was like pressing Command Z over and over again—undo, undo—until the document was entirely blank.
