Hotel Block
There is no one like me, sweetheart. And that buzzing you hear? You don't even begin to want to know what that is or where it goes because I hear that all day every day. Wait until it dials up to a sharp, high-pitched tone, the kind that makes dogs howl, the kind that makes your spine knot up and spark, the kind that makes you want to rip your own skin off. That's my happy place. You don't scare me. Nothing scares me anymore.