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           ThecancerIdon’thaveiseverywhere,now. 

           "EverybodyinProjectMayhemknows,Mr.Durden. "Thebartenderholdsuphishand,thebackofhishandtowardme, akissburnedintothebackofhishand. 

           Mykiss? 

           Tyler’skiss. 

           "Everybodyknowsaboutthebirthmark,"thebartendersays. "It’spartofthelegend.You’returningintoafuckinglegend,man." 

           IcallMarlafrommySeattlemotelroomtoaskifwe’veeverdoneit. Youknow.Longdistance,Marlasays, "What?" Slepttogether. "What!" HaveIever,youknow,hadsexwithher? "Christ!" Well? "Well?"shesays. Haveweeverhadsex?"Youaresuchapieceofshit." Havewehadsex?"Icouldkillyou!" Isthatayesorano?"Iknewthiswouldhappen,"Marlasays. "You’resuchaflake.Youloveme.Youignoreme. Yousavemylife,thenyoucookmymotherintosoap." 

           Ipinchmyself. 

           IaskMarlahowmemet. 

           "Inthattesticlecancerthing,"Marlasays. "Thenyousavedmylife."Isavedherlife? 

           "Yousavedmylife." 

           Tylersavedherlife. 

           "Yousavedmylife." 

           Istickmyfingerthroughtheholeinmycheekandwigglethefingeraround. Thisshouldbegoodforenoughmajorleaguepaintowakemeup. 

           Marlasays, "Yousavedmylife.TheRegentHotel. I’daccidentallyattemptedsuicide.Remember?"