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_This hag has not left Will's apartment in 3 weeks. It's your basic hardwood-&-whitewash affair, screaming realtor from every sconce & track light. Big round glass table, daybed, lounge chair so overstuffed it leans you forward. Huge flat-screen on the wall where portraits of ancestors might have o…

"[...] You hate anyone who's not as smart as you aspire to be. Because you can manipulate them, or because they don't try hard enough to see through you. Even worse is that you both resent men and live for their attention, and your attention-getting makes other girls either despise or lose respect …

[...] At orientation he sweatily lurked by snack bowls with an escape-ready smile. [...]

At Yale, promise became indistinguishable from purpose. [...] Whenever he doubted the utility of learning the behavior of light around massive bodies, he reminded himself that it was keeping him alive. [...]

[...] She turned to enter a stall, lowered to her knees, and made the familiar pattern of motions hair pushed back and three fingers snaked into her mouth, repeating nothing in her head as she sang out her stomach. As it splashed and clouded out below her, she remembered how virtuous and light it f…