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The
stars
never
feel
anger
Blah
,
blah
,
blah
,
the
end
.
Here
,
with
the
cars
going
by
on
the
boulevard
and
a
beer
in
my
hand
in
the
Impala
with
its
cold
,
hard
Bakelite
steering
wheel
maybe
three
feet
in
diameter
and
the
cracked
vinyl
seat
pinching
my
ass
through
my
jeans
,
Tyler
says
,
"
One
more
time
.
Tell
me
exactly
what
happened
.
"
For
weeks
,
I
ignored
what
Tyler
had
been
up
to
.
One
time
,
I
went
with
Tyler
to
the
Western
Union
office
and
watched
as
he
sent
Marla
's
mother
a
telegram
.
HIDEOUSLY
WRINKLED
(
stop
)
PLEASE
HELP
ME
!
(
end
)
Tyler
had
showed
the
clerk
Marla
's
library
card
and
signed
Marla
's
name
to
the
telegram
order
,
and
yelled
,
yes
,
Marla
can
be
a
guy
's
name
sometimes
,
and
the
clerk
could
just
mind
his
own
business
.
When
we
were
leaving
the
Western
Union
,
Tyler
said
if
I
loved
him
,
I
'd
trust
him
.
This
was
n't
something
I
needed
to
know
about
,
Tyler
told
me
and
he
took
me
to
Garbonzo
's
for
hummus
.
What
really
scared
me
was
n't
the
telegram
as
much
as
it
was
eating
out
with
Tyler
.
Never
,
no
,
never
had
Tyler
ever
paid
cash
for
anything
.
For
clothes
,
Tyler
goes
to
gyms
and
hotels
and
claims
clothing
out
of
the
lost
and
found
.
This
is
better
than
Marla
,
who
goes
to
Laundromats
to
steal
jeans
out
of
the
dryers
and
sell
them
at
twelve
dollars
a
pair
to
those
places
that
buy
used
jeans
.
Tyler
never
ate
in
restaurants
,
and
Marla
was
n't
wrinkled
.
For
no
apparent
reason
,
Tyler
sent
Marla
's
mother
a
fifteen-pound
box
of
chocolates
.
