'no matter how cheerful and blameless the day's activities have been, when you wake in the middle of the night there is guilt in the air, a gnawing feeling of everything being slightly off, wrong-- you in the wrong, and the world too, as if darkness is a kind of light that shows us the depths we are about to fall into.'
-- john updike, rabbit remembered
-- michelle tea, the chelsea whistle
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