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           Thewaiterturnsonhisheelandmarchesourorderbacktothekitchen. 

           Throughthekitchenpass-throughwindow,thethreelinecooksgivemethethumbs-up. 

           Marlasays, "Yougetsomeniceperks,beingTylerDurden." 

           Fromnowon,ItellMarla,shehastofollowmeeverywhereatnight,andwritedowneverywhereIgo. WhodoIsee. DoIcastrateanyoneimportant.Thatsortofdetail. 

           ItakeoutmywalletandshowMarlamydriver’slicensewithmyrealname. 

           NotTylerDurden. 

           "Buteveryoneknowsyou’reTylerDurden,"Marlasays. 

           Everyonebutme. 

           NobodyatworkcallsmeTylerDurden.Mybosscallsmebymyrealname. 

           MyparentsknowwhoIreallyam. 

           "Sowhy,"Marlaasks,"areyouTylerDurdentosomepeoplebutnottoeverybody?" 

           ThefirsttimeImetTyler,Iwasasleep. 

           Iwastiredandcrazyandrushed,andeverytimeIboardedaplane,Iwantedtheplanetocrash. Ienviedpeopledyingofcancer.Ihatedmylife. Iwastiredandboredwithmyjobandmyfurniture,andIcouldn’tseeanywaytochangethings. 

           Onlyendthem. 

           Ifelttrapped. 

           Iwastoocomplete. 

           Iwastooperfect. 

           Iwantedawayoutofmytinylife. Single-servingbutterandcrampedairlineseatroleintheworld.