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After watching Naked Lunch with Matt, I bought a copy of the book from the used bookstore.
I went through a whole bottle of Advil trying to finish it.
It wasn‘t a novel.
It was chaos.
I didn‘t admit that to anyone. Instead, I told people I loved it. I told people Uncle Bill was a genius. Brilliant. I pretended to get it. This impressed Matt‘s friends. It made me likeable.