One Jacob B, a wonderful man who's known me since I was not yet a person, wrote a fine novel called The Bend of the World. It's about Pittsburgh, about friendship, about paranoia, about saying yes to things because it's easier that way, about the escalation of suspicion into something more sinister. Et cetera. It's great. Anyway, there's a fine thought by Peter, the narrator, on having a great office to shit in, and I share it with you below.
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