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By
now
,
his
honor
has
lost
all
feeling
.
Man
,
his
nuts
are
ice
cold
.
If
even
one
fight
club
has
to
close
,
we
'll
send
his
nuts
east
and
west
.
One
goes
to
the
New
York
Tuner
and
one
goes
to
the
Los
Angeles
Timer
.
One
to
each
.
Sort
of
press
release
style
.
The
space
monkey
took
the
ether
rag
off
his
mouth
,
and
the
commissioner
said
,
do
n't
.
And
Tyler
said
,
"
We
have
nothing
to
lose
except
fight
club
.
"
The
commissioner
,
he
had
everything
.
All
we
were
left
was
the
shit
and
the
trash
of
the
world
.
Tyler
nodded
to
the
space
monkey
with
the
knife
between
the
commissioner
's
legs
.
Tyler
asked
,
"
Imagine
the
rest
of
your
life
with
your
bag
flapping
empty
.
"
The
commissioner
said
,
no
.
