Chapter Two

Skates of Matter

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“If you found one, would it be some thin-lipped, heel-clicking nihilist into S&M? Would it be some spite dripping minion with an arsenal of AR-15s and a closet full of dancing boots? Would it be some tattooed skinhead a dozen points shy of a GED?”

“Please? Please? Please!”

“Or some sullen, once eager-to-please, dimwit who just steptoes through life like every other dim-sum set-upon slob? Or some strudel baking sweet grandmama who knits clickingly through every endless Morning Joe?”


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“If you found one, would it be some thin-lipped, heel-clicking nihilist into S&M? Would it be some spite dripping minion with an arsenal of AR-15s and a closet full of dancing boots? Would it be some tattooed skinhead a dozen points shy of a GED?”

"Please? Please? Please!”

"Or some sullen, once eager-to-please, dimwit who just steptoes through life like every other dim-sum set-upon slob? Or some strudel baking sweet grandmama who knits clickingly through every endless Morning Joe?”