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I gained twenty pounds
I bought a tropical fish named Marilyn to keep me company, and I started watching television for several hours of my day. I was living off the last of my NEA money. I had finished my film which was essentially an accumulation of the gestures and facial expressions prostitutes made standing on the side-walk between tricks edited together without narration. Teenagers biting their lips, women with rotting teeth rubbing their feet, transvestites staring down the police. All of those hours taping on the over-crowded, over-lit street exhausted me. I ate cookie dough for all meals after I was done. I gained twenty pounds and I stopped answering the phone. I was lonely and disgusted with people. The tropical fish looked isolated so I bought two gold fish, Sigfreid and Roy. Laundry amassed, Marilyn died, and Jay started to come over.
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my film
laundry amassed
I gained twenty pounds