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You on the other hand were lucky, or rather had an island of luck in the worst of all possible seas. You could use your new voice to taunt your sister Gail as if you were children about how ugly her girlfriends were, how they fell in love with rock stars one after the next with the greasiest, most unattractive hair, licking cherry lip-glossed lips to get hold of one of those guys, as if he’d just leap off the TV screen and shout, hey baby I love you, all of you, and they’d scream with the disastrous, impossible chance of having his whole muscled body right there—