The Dirty Life

“Beneath my bohemian crust, he found that I was the fairly predictable product of my middle class upbringing.  I believed in the uplifting nature of manicures or a pair of new shoes.  And under Mark’s protean exterior, I was finding layer upon layer of unreconstructed hippie.  I learned he’d spent his sophomore year in college, including the entire eastern Pennsylvania winter, barefoot.  I noticed that the unmasked pungency of his armpits made other people roll down the car window.  I suspected that if we’d met at a different time in our lives, we would have run as fast as possible away from each other.”

– excerpt from Kristan Kimball’s The Dirty Life

Steve and I are reading this book together, and so far it’s excellent… and oddly similar to our story.

::interview of Kimball at

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