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Nobody
they
know
has
ever
seen
Tyler
Durden
.
Sir
.
Is
it
true
,
everybody
asks
.
Is
Tyler
Durden
building
an
army
?
That
's
the
word
.
Does
Tyler
Durden
only
sleep
one
hour
a
night
?
Rumor
has
it
that
Tyler
's
on
the
road
starting
fight
clubs
all
over
the
country
.
What
's
next
,
everybody
wants
to
know
.
The
meetings
for
Project
Mayhem
have
moved
to
bigger
basements
because
each
committee-Arson
,
Assault
,
Mischief
,
and
Misinformation-gets
bigger
as
more
guys
graduate
out
of
fight
club
.
Each
committee
has
a
leader
,
and
even
the
leaders
do
n't
know
where
Tyler
's
at
.
Tyler
calls
them
every
week
on
the
phone
.
Everybody
on
Project
Mayhem
wants
to
know
what
's
next
.
Where
are
we
going
?
What
is
there
to
look
forward
to
?
On
Paper
Street
,
Marla
and
I
walk
through
the
garden
at
night
with
our
bare
feet
,
every
step
brushing
up
the
smell
of
sage
and
lemon
verbena
and
rose
geranium
.
Black
shirts
and
black
pants
hunch
around
us
with
candles
,
lifting
plant
leaves
to
kill
a
snail
or
slug
.
Marla
asks
,
what
's
going
on
here
?
Tufts
of
hair
surface
beside
the
dirt
clods
.
Hair
and
shit
.
Bone
meal
and
blood
meal
.
The
plants
are
growing
faster
than
the
space
monkeys
can
cut
them
back
.
Marla
asks
,
"
What
are
you
going
to
do
?
"
