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Outside, under the marquee of the hotel, he stood a moment as he did each night beneath the marquee of the Hotel Hyperion, while he decided what direction to take, what to do. And suddenly, realizing it was not the Hotel Hyperion, that the circumstances were quite different, he felt loneliness spring up like a dark forest all around him. The odd thing was, he felt no impulse to hurry after her, to find her somehow. What would he have to offer her except the history of weakness, loneliness, and inadequacy, the decline and fall of himself? He himself was the core of the loneliness around him, and its core was inadequacy. He was inadequate even in love. book-quotelovehistoryofferPaco says, throwing down his lunch. "They think they can buy a U-shaped shell, stuff it, and call it a taco, but those cafeteria workers wouldn't know taco meat from a piece of shit. That's what this tastes like, Alex.""You're makin' me sick, man," I tell him.I stare uncomfortably at the food I brought from home. Thanks to Paco everything looks like now. Disgusted, I shove what's left of my lunch into my brown paper bag."Want some of it?" Paco says with a grin as he holds out the shitty taco to me."Bring that one inch closer to me and you'll be sorry," I threaten."I'm shakin' in my pants."Paco wiggles the offending taco, goading me. He should seriously know better."If any of that gets on me--""What'cha gonna do, kick my ass?" Paco sings sarcastically, still shaking the taco. Maybe I should punch him in the face, knocking him out so I won't have to deal with him right now.As I have that thought, I feel something drop on my pants. I look down even though I know what I'll see. Yes, a big blob of wet, gloppy stuff passing as taco meat lands right on the crotch of my faded jeans."Fuck," Paco says, his face quickly turning from amusement to shock. "Want me to clean it off for you?""If your fingers get anywhere close to my dick, I'm gonna personally shoot you in the huevos," I growl through clenched teeth.I flick the mystery meat off my crotch. A big, greasy stain lingers. I turn back to Paco. "You got ten minutes to get me a new pair of pants.""How the hell am I s'posed to do that?""Be creative.""Take mine." Paco stands and brings his fingers to the waistband of his jeans, unbuttoning right in the middle of the courtyard."Maybe I wasn't specific enough," I tell him, wondering how I'm going to act like the cool guy in chem class when it looks like I've peed in my pants. "I meant, get me a new pair of pants that will fit me, pendejo. You're so short you could audition to be one of Santa Claus's elves.""I'm toleratin' your insults because we're like brothers.""Nine minutes and thirty seconds."It doesn't take Paco more than that to start running toward the school parking lot. book-quoteshitnewclean
