It was all more built-up, she claimed, more busy; and there were objects around which were new and unidentifiable.

I wanna tell you things and show you all the rest / Broadcast my emotions on the radio and take them off my chest / I hope you're listening / Are you? Are you?

Back in the room, MJ was up and dressed and looking improbably flirty in a crocheted jumper. “Let's find a Tab so I can unbitch.” She flipped her hair around. “And speaking of bitches, sorry for being one last night.”

[I]ssuers of credit cards . . . began years ago with such offerings as travel discounts and so-called affinity cards, which feature the logos of sports teams or donate a portion of every charge to charity.