WE don’t think they’re right, but they don’t think we are. . . She thought of how much she wanted to eat the foods she had once feasted on that now smelled as innocuous as spring flowers. Joe, my foster dad, was a heroin and booze addict. They went down the great staircase of the building, and, while she sought in her mind for a beginning, he broke into appreciation of her simple dress and selfcongratulations upon their engagement. But it is all over now, and presently there will be some one else. There’s no sense in morality, I suppose, unless you are fundamentally immoral. Goopes said that we must distinguish between sincerity and irony, which was often indeed no more than sincerity at the sublimated level. But, go and see who it is, love. You may enjoy your pride, your arrogance—in a coffin.
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