shakedown: atlanta punk rock about activism, girls, skateboarding, girls, normal stuff
"you don't have to talk silly," marjorie said. "what's
really the matter?" * "i don't know." * "of course you
know." * "no i don't." * "go on and say it." * nick
looked at the moon, coming up over the hills. * "it
isn't fun anymore. not any of it." * she didn't say
anything. he went on. "i feel as though everything
was gone to hell inside of me. i don't know, marge.
i don't know what to say." * he looked at her back.
"isn't love any fun?" marjorie said. * "no," nick said.
marjorie stood up. nick sat there, his head in his hands . . .
[ernest hemingway, in our time]
