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I Wasn't Acting On Passion. I Was Simply Acting.

... Her Taste In Music Haunted My Memory And I Had To Stop At Tower Records On The Upper West Side To Buy Ninety Dollars' Worth Of Rap Cds But, As Expected, I'm At A Loss: [...] Voices Uttering Ugly Words Like Digit, Pudding, Chunk.

What Else Is There To Do In College Except Drink Beer Or Slit One's Wrists?

Why Would I Care What Other People Are Thinking? I Don't Care What An Audience Thinks Of Me.

But This Was What Happened When You Didn't Want To Visit And Confront The Past: The Past Starts Visiting And Confronting You.