Just started reading 'Please Kill Me' courtesy of notorious booklender Travis"T.Rex" Long (sometimes he giveth and sometimes he taketh away, aka you can read 'Consider the Lobster' in two weeks can't you!? No of course you can't! and he taketh away) and I feel Lou Reed speaking to me to you and to Antony from beyond the dark veil. This impression was further solidified by a reading of the passage I have photographed for your pleasure and measure as ol' Uncle Lou has asked me to do, prompted by a mystical woman named Hanise outside the arts at the armory last night.
Couldn't come at a better time.