(..) You're going deeper into your cave. And you're going to find your power animal. Slide. Bob loved me because he thought my testicles were removed too. This is cancer, right? I had seen her at Free And Clear, my blood parasites group, Thursdays. Then at Hope, my bimonthly sickle-cell circle. (..)

(..) The big moosie slobbering all over me, that was Bob. We're still men. Yes, we're men. Men is what we are. Bob had had his testicles removed. Then hormone therapy. He developed bitch tits because his testosterone was too high - That was where I fit... - They'll have to drain my pecs again. (..)