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41 " He was a luscious memory I held in my head. I could take his memory out of safekeeping and stroke it when I needed it. "
― Chelsea G. Summers , A Certain Hunger
42 " But I have reasons to feel forever grateful to my fake teenage girlfriends, for they taught me about junk food, and they taught me how to be feminine. Smuggled in their blossoming Love's Baby Soft-scented bosoms, I learned how to approximate female—how to talk, how to walk, how to dance, how to flip your hair. How to part your lips as for a kiss but not for a bite of food. How to end your sentences in a question. How to twitch your hips as you left a room. Why to laugh when you feel like screaming. Over trays of Bonnie Bell Lipsmackers and mountains of cooling fries, I learned that being female is as prefab, thoughtless, soulless and abjectly capitalist as a Big Mac. It's not important that it's real. It's only important that it's tasty. "
43 " One thing I've learned since college is that few men will suck your toes. Those who will are men of uncommon bravery, vision, and appetite. You don't let them just wander off to eat street meat. "