"He's a kind of compulsive Judas. Can't get off sexually unless he knows he's betraying the object of desire." (7.106)
"Sure. I was crazy. Figured, I'd try to cut it. Hit the first strata and that's all she wrote. My joeboy smelled the skin frying and pulled the trodes off me. Mean shit, that ice."
"And your EEG was flat."
"Well, that's the stuff of legend, ain't it?" (9.31-33).
There was an inverted symmetry: Riviera puts the dreamgirl together, the dreamgirl takes him apart. With those hands. Dreamblood soaking the rotten lace. (11.38)