Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives… and to the “good life,” whatever it is and wherever it happens to be. let us strip to the ankels and revel in everything sensual: let us laugh at the world as it looks at itself through mushroom-cloudy glasses ... and I suppose we might as well pay the rent too: for eviction is second only to hunger as the dirtiest word in the dictionary. - Hunter S. Thompson
Elizabeth. Twenty Five.
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