if i were only fact based, the book of books in literature would be the manhattan phone book. four million entries - everything correct, but it dusts out my ears. i don’t know, do they dream at night? does mr. jonathan smith cry into his pillow at night? we don’t know anything when we check all the correct entries in the phone directory.
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