Traveling to New York
I remember my perception of time when I was a kid: the year looked like a circle where the right half was summer and the left was the rest of the year. Summer was long. Summer was wide. It tasted better.
New York changes perception of time. I've lived in New York for three long years. This town is a flesh-hungry monstrosity swallowing and regurgitating millions. I traveled to New York once and stayed there for what it seemed like forever.
People love traveling because they want to move away from everyday life in which days morph into one another. Even a short road trip is a departure from this tediousness and sameness and is a lamppost casting around a circle of light bringing from oblivion moments of life otherwise lost or forgotten. I tend to think that I remember every day of my life in New York. I tend to think that I left because my memory reached its capacity.
Here is the excerpt from the book:
New York! Its name looks like thorns amidst which hides a rose. Its buildings stick out like phalluses in a full feature orgy, waiting for the world to sit on them with its pierced clouded butt. There, in that pornographic bulimic city, loneliness can’t be traded or bought. It is so permanently posh. Its foam whips you in style that follows you wherever you go as long as you come back here and have a 212 area code.
New York has no climate; it’s carnage of moods. Manhattan’s bridged isolation makes you feel on stage twenty-four hours a day. Something is always expected from you if you are self-centered, paranoid and angry. This city is a thick soiled book that cannot be read in a lifetime. The people you meet there are pages of this book no one wants to touch.
I choose this city to be my tomb. My blood is the color of its brownstones; it speeds through my veins like its cabs, without order or panic. We are friends, the kind that don’t call, but when they meet again, don’t bother to say hello, just pick up where they had left off. It is a city without flat “I mean no harm” smiles concealing rotten teeth and jagged intentions that pollute the rest of the Carnegiean America. It is not rude; it is matter-of-fact. It is dangerous for cowards and traitors. With the rest, their blood is of the same group. It is willing to share it whenever they fall.
I will come to New York to rub elbows with its catastrophic people, spit on cobble and piss in alleys on brick walls. I will wear burgundy coats and aluminum scarves and clench the minute in my pocket for its whole sixty-beat duration before it runs away with the hour. I will come there and write a play or a concerto, but definitely something that has a violin. This city will pull it from my head like a bad tooth. Or, in the least, I’ll come there and become an actor – good actors are always in demand.
ABOUT The Last Gentle Dentist by Oliver Pearl
Based on actual events, spanning continents from San Francisco to Paris, from Amsterdam to Odessa, from New York to Siberia, The Last Gentle Dentist is a novel about a modern age Casanova, a romantic-vigilante, who is fond of pain medications and elective plastic surgery, whose life is a tumultuous river running with the speed of a putrid pond, which makes an unexpected turn when he goes on the run from the law due to charges of medical fraud. He wanders the streets of Europe looking for ways to stay. This search throws him into bony arms and narrow beds of people he meets, fugitives in their own right, only to bring to a new light his own immaturity and unscrupulousness he only yesterday called boyishness and charm. He revisits his recent past, ornate with Vicodin fountains and Ecstasy-laced threesome fender-benders, while adding more crumpled and soon blood-stained pages to his love affair with Life.
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Oliver Pearl’s Bio:Age: Early Forties
Place Of Birth: At Sea
Physical Description: Reclusive, yet to be seen
Residence: South of France
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