
Quiero contarte un secreto. No soy quien tú crees, aunque mi disfraz es tan fino que me sorprende que no hayas visto a través de él.
-M. It’s a number. It’s a song. It’s a boy. Smooth. Pearl joy packed. Gold falafel, as through ice. It’s four-thirty. Morning with phone calls. It’s deaf mute. It’s cheap. A foreign car. Maybe bingo. Lucky night? Something says it smells bad.