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I Feel Like Throwing Up Because Life Has No Meaning
Alan worked as an oil analyst, spoke five languages, and traveled constantly. His house had been new when he and his wife moved in,. built to look like the bungalows around it, but bigger, taller, crisp, and white. He meant a book by Sartre about a guy who feels like throwing up because death is real and life has no meaning. There was some epiphany at the end, but he couldn't remember it.
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