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We
're
eating
Chinese
because
we
ca
n't
go
home
.
It
was
either
sleep
here
,
or
stay
up
all
night
at
an
after-hours
dance
club
.
We
do
n't
go
to
dance
clubs
.
Tyler
says
the
music
is
so
loud
,
especially
the
base
tracks
,
that
it
screws
with
his
biorhythm
.
The
last
time
we
went
out
,
Tyler
said
the
loud
music
made
him
constipated
.
This
,
and
the
club
is
too
loud
to
talk
,
so
after
a
couple
of
drinks
,
everyone
feels
like
the
center
of
attention
but
completely
cutoff
from
participating
with
anyone
else
.
You
're
the
corpse
in
an
English
murder
mystery
.
We
're
sleeping
in
a
car
tonight
because
Marla
came
to
the
house
and
threatened
to
call
the
police
and
have
me
arrested
for
cooking
her
mother
,
and
then
Marla
slammed
around
the
house
,
screaming
that
I
was
a
ghoul
and
a
cannibal
and
she
went
kicking
through
the
piles
of
Reader
's
Digest
and
National
Geographic
,
and
then
I
left
her
there
.
In
a
nutshell
.
After
her
accidental
on-purpose
suicide
with
Xanax
at
the
Regent
Hotel
,
I
ca
n't
imagine
Marla
calling
the
police
,
but
Tyler
thought
it
would
be
good
to
sleep
out
,
tonight
.
Just
in
case
.
Just
in
case
Marla
burns
the
house
down
.
Just
in
case
Marla
goes
out
and
finds
a
gun
.
Just
in
case
Marla
is
still
in
the
house
.
Just
in
case
.
I
try
to
get
centered
:
Watching
white
moon
face
