>I am seated in an office, surrounded by heads and bodies.
When I first read this I immediately knew DFW was a genius. He could have very easily just written 'I am seated in an office, surrounded by people,' but that would have been too easy for someone with DFW's sardonic postmodern wit. Instead, he challenges us readers with a bizarre yet accurate phrasing of such a seemingly mundane scene. DFW recognized the absurdity of language conventions and accordingly held no reverence for them. I know Camus would have broken a grin upon reading this opening line.
>>8192936
>>8192936
do the same with the first phararaph of lolita pls
>>8192952
>Doritos, light of my life, cheese on my fingers. My hunger, my munchies. Do-ree-toes: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Do. Ree. Tos. It was chips, plain chips, during lunch, weighing one-point-eight ounces in one hand. It was Nacho Cheese for snacks. It was Cool Ranch at school. It was Salsa Verde in the shopping line. But in my mouth it was always Doritos
That character is an autistic so differentiates the categories.
Camus was a hack faggot
Broke into a grin when I read this post. Bravo! Bravo, sir!
>>8193023
you forget to say 'cheeky'