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Interview With the Vampire

• acts of collusion Armand misses Louis like a man about town misses his favourite whore. He misses what only one person is horrid enough to do to him. And Daniel wouldn’t even suggest it, if he couldn’t feel how Louis misses Armand in the exact same way.
• air into fire Paris, 1795. Armand takes a lover.
• but those of you with tongues, sing my song Go ask your boy for it, if you’re that desperate.
• continuons Hands, dick, belt, fangs. Simple and good like visiting home is supposed to be.
• did you believe in the glass city ‘Yes,’ Armand breathes. ‘Yes. Is anything they did to me worse than what I have done to you?’ Daniel wants to say yes, but shit, he’s not even sure what Armand had done to him. And whatever it was, he is sure that he would have let him do worse.
• do it again Helices are Armand’s latest thing. He exults in monotony, the delight of a child, or of God, who says do it again to the moon every evening and every morning do it again to the sun. And yet the nights and days do not end where they started.
• furnishings Armand figures out where to put his new belongings.
• gifts Would you like to help me paint, Louis?
• great degrees and variations ‘Leaving on my account?’ Louis says. ‘Still doing fucking everything on my account?’
• half blank “Beloved,” Armand says, quietly, regretfully, “it doesn’t work if it doesn’t hurt.”
• he had not been that ancient fearful fiend Louis learns something new.
• I will tell you another mysterious part of it Left alone, Daniel and Armand come to an agreement.
• l'air en feu Paris, 1795. Armand prend un amant.
• old habits ‘You’re fucked up, you know that?’ Daniel says. ‘Do you really like that shit? Or is it just a habit for you by now?’
• once or twice Armand, Lestat, a night out.
• paint me with black wings He’s breaking a few of the rules tonight. But not too many. And Armand does deserve a reward.
• Please Maître A poem, after Ginsberg.
• seldom do you ever hit the mark “Let it be known,” says Daniel, “that as your divorce consultant I am registering my objection that this is a bad idea.”
• supererogatory Marius de Romanus chose his boys, fed and clothed them, educated them, did whatever else he pleased with them– and then they grew up, and left, and the most promising were provided with the funding to spread the good name of their benefactor at the universities in Padua or Bologna. That was the deal, the gift. For all except one, who had received a different gift.
• the comedy of the profession Santiago takes his turn.
• the divine colour red You’ve been living in this city, selling tickets to those plays, and you thought you were the only one who likes it?
• the fog eating the night Whether he meant to or not, Louis had given Daniel to Armand.
• valuation You don’t bring a Stradivarius for appraisal at a pawn shop. You bring it to someone who knows what they’re looking at.