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3 years, 3 months ago

I considered doubling, even squaring, this figure

On the way back I entertained Rachel and kept things going with an account of my own sexual history. Now I had had ten girls. I considered doubling, even squaring, this figure. I ended up halving it. AH five, I stressed, had been important and serious relationships. I was sorry, but I had no time f…

—p.160 The Rachel Papers Eleven ten: The Rachel Papers, volume two (151) by Martin Amis
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3 years, 3 months ago

we can't give them that

To pay back Norman (prick-fees and gambling debts), I even got a job, not on the railroad, but licking plates in a Shepherd's Bush restaurant, just for a week, in the evenings, quid a night. The restaurant was such an immobile concern that all I really did was sit smoking fags in the well-equipped …

—p.146 Twenty-five of eleven: the Low (143) by Martin Amis
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3 years, 3 months ago

highlit by the shaft of autumn sun inspo/setting

There was a warm, musty silence. The diagonal curls of smoke from her cigarette were spangled by a thousand grains of dust highlit by the shaft of autumn sun. The shaft of autumn sun struck through the recently dismembered tree in the front garden, squeezed between the railings, quartered itself ag…

—p.102 Nine: the bathroom (91) by Martin Amis
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FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DON'T LET HIM

I was still soggy with retrospective alarm about the miraculous escape I had had eighty minutes earlier. When I followed Rachel into the room the first thing I saw was a huge notice on the mantelpiece. The notice had this to say:

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DON'T LET HIM TOUCH YOU HE HAS GOT AN UNUSUALL…

—p.101 Nine: the bathroom (91) by Martin Amis
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but even that was pretty arresting

Let it just try anything when I had a pee and Christ would I show it who was boss. I washed, got out, slipped a towel over my shoulder - had a pee. I couldn't tell whether it hurt or not. So I worked it over anyway, and good.

Normal procedure: I flicked it; slapped it; I garrotted it with both h…

—p.99 Nine: the bathroom (91) by Martin Amis