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There
is
an
idea
of
a
Patrick
Bateman,
some
kind
of
abstraction,
but
there
is
no
real
me,
only
an
entity,
something
illusory,
and
though
I
can
hide
my
cold
gaze
and
you
can
shake
my
hand
and
feel
flesh
gripping
yours
and
maybe
you
can
even
sense
our
lifestyles
are
probably
comparable:
I
simply
am
not
there.
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