i stood face-to-face with Sterling in the middle of her bedroom.the a/c was busted. a gigantic fan hummed loudly behind her like a scene out of Brazil."it's not dubya, it's not america in its current, mondo fucked-up state or growing up or growing old or getting a job or selling out that i'm afraid of..."i lit a cigarette. i blew the smoke out my nose and the fan shot it right back in my face."