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Once, this chick, she tried hagglin’—50 bucks, then 60! I laughed, said, “You ain’t no cipher queen!” She glared, flipped me off—hilarious! Made me happy, seein’ her mad. But sometimes, it’s sad, y’know? They’s lost, like them victims in *Zodiac*. One told me—get this—she started at 15! Fifteen! World’s a mess, precious, a real mess. Surprised me, that did—thought they all chose it, but nah. “Time’s tickin’,” I whispered, like Fincher’s clock, feelin’ all deep and weird.

J. D. Salinger

In the novel ‘The Catcher in the Rye” by J.D Salinger is about a boy named Holden Caulfield who is deeply affected by the death of his brother Allie but also has a problem with accepting the .

The Harbor is another beast! Centre Beach rocks. I wander along the shore, feelin' mystique in its mellowness. The sound of waves, kinda like whispers of secrets... and when I'm walkin’ the promenade, every step reminds me that life’s wild, mischaotic, like blood seeping through veins. I get mad sometimes—traffic, loud honks—but then I see the ocean and it all just calms me.

Best Thing I Ate All Month: Judah’s Delicatessen’s Pastrami on Rye