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I sat there for a long time they had me at one of those tables that had a post in front of it so you couldn't see anything. So like I was saying I sat there for a while I had my favorite drink scotch and soda. So I was just sitting there trying to see the pianist. He had this light on him, so all you could see was his face he was such a phony. After that, I got up and left that place the whole place was just crawling with those goddamn rich phony people I hated them always had their noses in the air like you were below them or something. The pianist was one of those guys who would only sit down at your table if you were some celebrity of something.  

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Writing a dumb paper for Stradlater. Wish I could just leave right now I can't take being cooped up here anymore. I just wish I could talk to my kid sister. She wouldn’t mind, she really wouldn't. but I cant it’s still too late. Mabey I’ll go talk to Ackley, he is such a joy as always. Just a bucket of charm. Goddamit I'm just so lonely I don't even know what to do. I guess I'm going to start writing for Stradlater. What was it he wanted me to write goddamit, something descriptive or whatever. I think I'll write about that glove with the poems on it my brother had. Now I'm depressed because of thinking about my brother. He was real great, he really was. I wonder how Stradlaters date is going, I wonder if he is going to give it to Jane. All the guys at our school talk about giving it to different girls but they're all phonies. Stradlater really does though, he really does. Gosh, I just can’t get her out of my head that Jane. 

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“I hate the movies like poison,” (p. 29)

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Finally a non-phony piece.

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Doing Stradlater’s homework! >:(  “You take a very handsome guy, or a guy who thinks he’s a real hotshot, and they’re always asking you to do them a big favor” (p. 27)

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Found a great place to stay, I really did.

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“People always clap for the wrong things. If I were a piano player, I’d play it in the goddam closet.” (p. 84)

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Pretty great dance for the finals just about kills me.

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So done with the corny people all around me. It makes me depressed.

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The only real happiness a ballplayer has is when he is playing a ball game and accomplishes something he didn't think he could do

Ring Lardner