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[fatespoken]

[ A lethargic looking Amory Felix sits in front of the camera, leaning forward on a dark brown couch. Besides him sits one cat, curled just as languorously around a pillow. Dark shadows trace the bottom edge of his eyes, and for a moment, he blinks blearily. ]

Ballet was her nemesis for fix years. But she had to do it-- the requirements of privilege. I rode horses. She did dance.One day we raced down a hill on our bikes, and she careened off the side: bent her leg all the way backwards, shattered her knee-cap.

As we sat there in the brush, waiting my mom, Elisa realized how much she wanted to do ballet, only after realizing what fucking up her leg that badly meant.

[ Pause. ]

Differences sharpen the truth. If they don't reveal them.

[ This anecdote is brought to you by Amory Felix and the pop of a beer bottle, which a thin wrists pulls into the view of the camera -- he's not hiding it at all.

He downs half of the bottle in a single gulp, then leaning back against the couch. Silence, now. ]

I can force myself to do a lot of things. I've dragged myself through mountains of shit, and-- you know, I made a valiant attempt. [ He takes another swig. ] Now, I concede.

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[fatespoken]

And you've got nothing better to do than to watch.

[ There's some low laughter here. ]

I am. Who isn't?

[synanthrope]

Who says that's all I'm doing?

I'm not pathetic.

[fatespoken]

From your point of view. Someone out there, out of a six billion bags of flesh, must think you're god damn pathetic. That's just how it works. Does it matter? No. Who cares?

[synanthrope]

No.

That's not how it works.

[fatespoken]

Then tell me: how does it work?

[synanthrope]

You publicly wallow in self-pity and people find you pathetic.

[fatespoken]

I said I'm pathetic already. Do we need to restate a point?

[synanthrope]

You asked how it worked.

[fatespoken]

Everyone's a fool to some degree.

[ More sparse, low laughter. ]

And I said I don't care. If it bothers you, why stay?

[synanthrope]

Why would you think it bothers me?

[fatespoken]

You made a point to criticize me. Of course, I don't mind.