just trying to keep score.

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abbott continued

"He wasn’t worried about Peggy Spangler. She was a detour. Another girl with something hard and metal knocking around in her chest, a can of thumbtacks, a rusty alarm clock. Another blank face with dollar signs for eyes.

“Fuck, Hop, can the purple prose.”

And as things move along, so does Abbott’s diction, keeping time with the downward spiral her characters get trapped in.

January 02, 2011, 6:30pm   Comments

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