You canโt blame a fella for kissing the prettiest girl in New York, can you, sister?โ Samโs grin was anything but apologetic. Evie brought up her knee quickly and decisively, and he dropped to the floor like a grain sack. โYou canโt blame a girl for her quick reflexes now, can you, pal?
Libba BrayPastoralia by George Saunders. Possibly my favorite book. Its one of the weirdest books Ive ever read. If Monty Python and Thomas Pynchon had a love child, and it was raised by Frank Zappa on a weird commune, that would be this book.
Libba BrayNext time we see you, youโll be on trial for some ingenious crime!โ Dottie said with a laugh. Evie grinned. โJust as long as they know my name.
Libba BrayShe was tired of being told how it was by this generation, whoโd botched things so badly. Theyโd sold their children a pack of lies: God and country. Love your parents. All is fair. And then theyโd sent those boys, her brother, off to fight a great monster of a war that maimed and killed and destroyed whatever was inside them. Still they lied, expecting her to mouth the words and play along. Well, she wouldnโt. She knew now that the world was a long way from fair. She knew the monsters were real.
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