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Has there ever been a good piece of writing that started with I’m listening to Lana Del Rey? I’m sitting in my bedroom and listening to Lana Del Rey. That line implies almost everything that follows: cramped handwriting, rainy afternoon, amphetamines and alcohol. But alright, here goes:

Has there ever been a good piece of writing that started with I’m listening to Lana Del Rey? I’m sitting in my bedroom and listening to Lana Del Rey. That line implies almost everything that follows: cramped handwriting, rainy afternoon, amphetamines and alcohol. But alright, here goes: I’m in my bedroom listening to Lana Del Rey. I’m uneasy and I don’t know why. It feels like the end of a season, even as the entire year has felt like one shapeless day; we’re past the pumpkin-patch orange of fall and not yet into the Christmas tinsel. In some ways my life has never been so clear-cut: there…

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