"i need a place where i can shout and weep. i record here the hysteria life causes in me. the overflow of undisciplined extravagance. to hell with taste and art, with contractions and polishings. here i shout, i dance, i weep, i gnash my teeth, i go mad -- all by myself, in bad english, in chaos. it will keep me sane for the world..."
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