To live as a thing, to live for another and as the other expects, is to live unauthentically or in bad faith. To be true to oneself, one must reduce others to thingness and resist being so reduced.
Ramsay! Adrian repeated to himself. He sighed again―or no, this time he was laughing. I bet you live in Roland Park, he told Delia. Well, yes, I do. I knew it! Everybody in Roland Park has a last name for a first name. So? she said, stung. What's wrong with that?
Ramsay!
I bet you live in Roland Park,
Well, yes, I do.
I knew it! Everybody in Roland Park has a last name for a first name.
So?
What's wrong with that?
The irreverent banger Hey You repos Balkan brass and sets it to pure Chicago juke step, which bleeds into a colossal baile beat and, for good measure, some trashy Eurotrance.
Hey You
She was standing in front of the mirror unhooking her frock. Mrs. P., I mean.
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