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256 pages, ebook
First published May 1, 2014
'Shall we get another drink?' I said.Now, just one minute, you girls. Hold it right there. How would you like your mothers to be reading what you've written? How would I like to do what? Isn't it a little early in the review for the fuck-yourself advice..?
'Yes, more drink. More everything. There's a party going on not too far away if you fancy it. New friend of mine. An artist. I've got something in my pocket.' I looked at her. Of course: the whole conversation had been an elaborate preamble. Tyler was good: talking about parties made you want to party. I felt like it by then--I felt as though (oh, the justifications, they come like flying monkeys through the window) getting lost somewhere together might be good for us.
I said: "I need at least ten hours' sleep in the next forty-eight hours.'
'Baby, that's so feasible that it's verging on Logic...'