Aside from all the reading I have to do for classes, sigh, I still am managing to read a book for myself on the side. I'm currently reading, and loving, Bright Lights, Big City by Jay McInerney. The book is about a man living in Manhattan who loves drugs, partying, women, and the finer things. The story starts out with:
"You are not the kind of guy who would be at a place like this at this time of the morning. But here you are, and you cannot say that the terrain is entirely unfamiliar, although the details are fuzzy. You are at a nightclub talking to a girl with a shaved head. The club is either Heartbreak or the Lizard Lounge. All might come clear if you could just slip into the bathroom and do a little more Bolivian Marching Powder. Then again, it might not."
Read it!
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