by far my favorite author I’ve come into contact with in the past few years – if you’re not a klosterman fan and you’re between the ages of 24-and-47, treat yourself to ‘sex, drugs and cocoa puffs’ or ‘killing yourself to live’ - which houses one of the funniest takes on cocaine I’ve ever read:

‘…there’s no question in my mind that the dangers of cocaine have been greatly exaggerated by the anti-drug lobby. oh, I’m sure it’s not good for you, but you can certainly enjoy it recreationally, assuming you have disposable income and you hate yourself. unlike pot or mushrooms, it doesn’t shift reality; it just makes reality louder, brighter and more interested in the availability of fashionable footwear. it makes you feel like you’re walking down the street – minding your own business – and the smartest, most-attractive person you’ve ever met suddenly jumps out from behind a bush and gives you a compliment’.