... , the bread lines, the opium joints that are built like palaces, the kikes that are there, the lepers, the thugs, and above all, the ennui, the monotony of faces, streets, legs, houses, skyscrapers, meals, posters, jobs, crimes, lovers . (78)" He also commented, " There is nothing for me here ~ all these cheap *censored*s sitting on their ass all day bragging about their ... human body. I would be able to look around me, to take in the meaning of the landscape (285~286)." What was he trying to tell us through this ending? Time goes quietly like blood streaming through the human body: it ...

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