Chapter 23 of Moral Quandaries of the Libertine
You would know, for you also are a captive on this rock caught in the inadvertent self-made groove of its movement in the fabric of space and time called an orbit.
Chapter 24 of Moral Quandaries of the Libertine
Unlike a dog seeking an impression of itself onto the clay of grey matter of easily forgotten memory or Neanderthal in biographical etchings of the animals he hunted on cave walls ...I seek to be forgotten as much as remembered.
Chapter 25 of Moral Quandaries of the Libertine
Ensconced I am within this thousand dollar room–a thousand on this isle granting one impoverished efficiency. It is just above the streets, and no better than this, not that it should necessarily be otherwise.
Chapter 26 of Moral Quandaries of the Libertine
Chapter 26 —Are you okay? —I guess so. —A jarring experience, I am sure. —Life? —No, what happened a minute ago. —Life.
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