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1 " Hey Boy [by A.W.W. Bremont] is a fever dream of a novel of a sentence. Loopy, depraved, literate in its illiteracies, fiercely cruel and facile, wonderfully unhinged . Reads like Andrew Cunanan's lobotomized nightmares filtered through Delany's Hogg.- Gary J. Shipley "
― Gary J. Shipley
2 " Hey Boy' [by A. W. W. Bremont] is a fever dream of a novel of a sentence. Loopy, depraved, literate in its illiteracies, fiercely cruel and facile, wonderfully unhinged. Reads like Andrew Cunanan's lobotomized nightmares filtered through Delany's 'Hogg'. "
3 " He remembers the philosophers dead with detail, and how they honed their trade into the grave for the sake of their livelihoods. Incapable of audacity, they pleasured themselves with a maze constructed of nothing but dead-ends. They were so petrified they might happen upon the truth, might come to know something for certain, that they deployed some of their best minds to obliterate it, scattering its shards into infinity. But they were only trying to keep the dream alive, after all, fighting to keep the questions outnumbering the answers, picking away at the odd dropped stitch in an otherwise ever-tightening blanket of sacrosanct precision. They fought hard, if unwittingly, against the encroaching dullness of complete knowledge, but ultimately paid the price of becoming as dull as their enemy - at least the chemical truths of literature sometimes bothered to wear a suit and tie. "
― Gary J. Shipley , Dreams of Amputation
