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_I always knew narrative was oppressive--narrowing things down to one or even a thousand perspectives is still an abridgment of infinity. I have real pity for fictional characters, the clueless dupes of dramatic irony--especially the female creations of male novelists, the Lolitas, Caddies, Bovarie…

The crowd picked up again. She'd missed her window. I did this for you, she should have said, and if you're not enjoying yourselves, it's because you don't know how hard this was.

"Procatalepsis is for pussies," like you used to say.

Her body was protesting itself, staging an immune-system intifada

it gave him an opportunity to expiate his guilt