This is my reading of the introduction, by Roxane Gay, to her anthology of stories, as well as the first story, "Fragments", by Aubrey Hirsch. It's a monotonous and boring reading, and I apologize, and this is exacerbated by the fact that when I actually think about what I am reading I am prone to stop often and reflect, or laugh, or interject to myself, and this would make for a very annoying experience for you who I have read this for. So this is my poor attempt at compromise.