I was thirteen years old, smearing greasepaint on my face before a show one night, when the high school kid seated next to me – his name was Neil – reached into his mouth and pulled out a bright red plasticky god-knows-what glistening with spittle and bristling all around with stiff silver wire. He set it on the table beside […]
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