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And
one
night
in
an
uptown
square
park
,
another
group
of
men
floured
gasoline
around
every
tree
and
from
tree
to
tree
and
set
a
perfect
little
forest
fire
.
It
was
in
the
newspaper
,
how
townhouse
windows
across
the
street
from
the
fire
melted
,
and
parked
cars
farted
and
settled
on
melted
flat
tires
.
Tyler
's
rented
house
on
Paper
Street
is
a
living
thing
wet
on
the
inside
from
so
many
people
sweating
and
breathing
.
So
many
people
are
moving
inside
,
the
house
moves
.
Another
night
that
Tyler
did
n't
come
home
,
someone
was
drilling
bank
machines
and
pay
telephones
and
then
screwing
lube
fittings
into
the
drilled
holes
and
using
a
grease
gun
to
pump
the
bank
machines
and
pay
telephones
full
of
axle
grease
or
vanilla
pudding
.
And
Tyler
was
never
at
home
,
but
after
a
month
a
few
of
the
space
monkeys
had
Tyler
's
kiss
burned
into
the
back
of
their
hand
.
Then
those
space
monkeys
were
gone
,
too
,
and
new
ones
were
on
the
front
porch
to
replace
them
.
And
every
day
,
the
teams
of
men
came
and
went
in
different
cars
.
You
never
saw
the
same
car
twice
.
One
evening
,
I
hear
Marla
on
the
front
porch
,
telling
a
space
monkey
,
"
I
'm
here
to
see
Tyler
.
Tyler
Durden
He
lives
here
.
I
'm
his
friend
.
"
The
space
monkey
says
,
"
I
'm
sorry
,
but
you
're
too
...
,
"
and
he
pauses
,
"
you
're
too
young
to
train
here
.
"
Marla
says
,
"
Get
screwed
.
"
"
Besides
,
"
the
space
monkey
says
,
"
you
have
n't
brought
the
required
items
:
two
black
shirts
,
two
pair
of
black
pants
-
"
Marla
screams
,
"
Tyler
!
"
"
One
pair
of
heavy
black
shoes
.
"
