... the edges of the guide come unstuck and begin to peel off. What is under it is Nothing. The most terrifying emptiness of nonexistence.
This has never bothered me, and wouldn't even if I thought it were true. As it happens I have never felt it to be so, though I have tried to. And please, spare me the bullshit about "the conformity and false security of the Eisenhower years." I've never been remotely conformist and it was great to be young and alive then.
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