Which would be very much in the spirit of the movie.
Now to zoom out one extra level, imagine the article was A.I.-generated drivel. It's probably not but go with the premise: Patrick Bateman has entered A.I. hallucinations! What is the real Patrick Bateman vs the A.I.-generated hallucination one?
Sounds like a fanfic sequel elevator pitch.
Smile for the hidden camera, you have been pranked! You thought it was indica, but in fact it was the mythical, elusive cannabis rutica!
You know, cannabis rutica, the one which Harrison Ford allegedly brought to the production of Star Wars in 1976, and which Carrie Fisher later blamed for being unable to recall most of her time on set during that period, under the spell and fog of that ol' rutica magic.
Gotta hand it to Harrison Ford and his California carpentry buddies, with all their logging and crazy strong weed contacts up north in Humboldt County!
Like a guy said to me in college: "Man... if you lived during the Flintstones, you'd be driving a sportscar."
Yeah, that was one I'd never heard before, I had to shake the guy's hand and congratulate him for originality.
In so much of this cookie-cutter "hip" newer housing, it's either this or a dangerously steep angle, sometimes even both at the same time.
Enshittified architects building enshittified spaces thinking only of how it looks, not how it's supposed to be lived in with safety and comfort from Day Two onward, the novelty wears off very quickly and you're stuck with an unnecessarily, potentially deadly space.
Like hell they will. They and the bOtH pArTiEs ArE tHe SaMe LoL aMiRiTe lazy imbeciles will destroy themselves and the rest of us before they even reject the possibility of bending towards reality a little, and learning something truthful.
"Hey man, did you hear the latest James album?"
"What? No. Why, should I?" "Check this out, man... produced by Brian Eno."
"Get the fuck outta here! Are you serious?" "Yeah! It's... it's pretty damn good, check it out."
"Interesting...! Yeah, I think I will, thanks for the heads up, man." "Sure thing, buddy."
What's the name of that station?
I've only been to NYC once, about ten years ago, but I did pass through this stop and if memory serves, it's called Mets-Willits Point... I think? It's the last or next to last stop before the Flushing terminus, that I do remember.
Pico de gallo is also the name of a street stand fruit cocktail in my town in Mexico.
Chunks of jicama, orange and... there's another one I'm forgetting.
You sprinkle salt and powdered chili on top, then squeeze the juice of a large lime on top. It's all eaten with a toothpick, you spear the chunks of jicama, orange and the other one.
The blues singer character Mississippi Gary from The Kids In The Hall comes to mind:
I got the blues so bad, I can't even close my eyes... I gotta call a friend on the phone and tell him - "Buddy, come over and shut my eyes for me, I got the blues".
Did Sagan say that in writing? I know he wrote a few things about his experiences with pot, but those were informal, anecdotal writings, and this sounds much more formal, almost like a public statement meant for publication, or a speech.
Which would be very much in the spirit of the movie.
Now to zoom out one extra level, imagine the article was A.I.-generated drivel. It's probably not but go with the premise: Patrick Bateman has entered A.I. hallucinations! What is the real Patrick Bateman vs the A.I.-generated hallucination one?
Sounds like a fanfic sequel elevator pitch.