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I could not have cared less what became of me. In my odd and unattractive fashion, going to bars and bragging was my way of quarreling with the world-this was my way of protesting. I was ruining myself in the process but at times I understood the situation as follows: IF THE WORLD HAD NO USE FOR PEOPLE LIKE ME, IF IT DID NOT HAVE A BETTER PLACE AND HIGHER TASKS FOR THEN, WELL, IN THAT CASE, PEOPLE LIKE ME WOULD GO TO POT, AND THE LOSS WOULD BE THE WORLD’S...