We need time to lose interest in things.

days like this. i look at you and feel electric. tell me you don't feel it too."_Eric Packer

Was she naked?" Lasher said. "To the waist," Cotsakis said. "From which direction?" Lasher said.

the instant he knew he loved her, she slipped down his body and out of his arms

People hurried past, the others of the street, endless anonymous, twenty-one lives per second, race-walking in their faces and pigments, sprays of fleetest being.

I was never either pro-culture or counter-culture. I was in a kind of middle state.

We commit our crimes at night and reveal ourselves in the high noon of studio lights.