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The body, I have often thought, is like a promise. You keep things in — Scott Bradfield

"The body, I have often thought, is like a promise. You keep things in it. Those things are covert, immediate, yours. There is something lustrous about them. They emit energy, like radium or appliances. They can be replaced, repaired or simply discarded. The promise of the body is very firm and intact. Its the only promise we can count on, and we cant really count on it very much."
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Scott Michael Bradfield is an American essayist, critic and fiction writer who resides in London, England. He has taught at the University of California, the University of Connecticut and Kingston University and has reviewed for The Times Literary Supplement, Elle, The Observer, Vice and The Independent. He is best known, however, for his short stories, of which he has had four collections publish

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"He opened another beer, and I warmed some canned chili on the stove. Pedro ate most of it, sponging up the red chili sauce with slices of his doughy Wonderbread. "This is a hard fast world we live in, kiddo—and Im telling you this as a friend, now. All this teary-eyed feeling sorry for yourself childhood crap just doesnt work—doesnt work for long, anyway. I can promise you that. I mean, your mom wants you to have this idyllic childhood and all. She thinks this is Camelot or something, your childhood. Well, I want you to know, kiddo. I looked up idyllic in the dictionary and I wouldnt hold my breath. I wouldnt lie in bed all day just waiting for some idyllic childhood to come along."
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