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8.4.06

fountainhead 

My girl's lil bro is a archictect.

Tonight I shared with her how one evening I ran of theatre 80 (St Marks) before the jury dropped the verdict on Howard Rourke. She focused on the part of the story where I was alone with a forty in a movie theater rtather than my desire to avoid ruining the book I hadn't finished.

So tonight I dropped into B&N for a copy of the Ayn Rand polemic (f*in altruists!) to mail to bro in the auld country.

They were selling paperback copies for $20. What a crime.

I scooped up the $8.99 version.

Shit.

He ain't even gonna read it.

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