“Nah, that’s not what I mean,” he says, shoving his hands into his pockets. They’re getting close to the Lake, he can hear the water moving.
“I mean how people look at other people. How people expect you to look at other people. Everyone on the street looks at everybody else and thinks something: ‘They’re beautiful, they’re ugly.’ They decide in one second, so fast like that. These guys see a girl they don’t like and it’s, it’s like they bit into a tough piece of meat. It’s all so visceral.”