African Psycho by Alain Mabanckou

Author:Alain Mabanckou [Mabanckou, Alain]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Profile Books Ltd

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I now know what went wrong with the girl in white. Sure, random murder exists, but I don’t believe in it. In order to succeed you need willpower as well as, I will repeat it, preparedness. Except, of course, if you demonstrate an exceptional gift like my idol Angoualima.

Take that day, for one, and it annoys me so much that I can’t stop blaming myself when I think back on it! Try as I might, day in and day out, to see what didn’t work out, I still can’t forgive myself for my behavior at the time.

I have been talking in a choppy, almost winded manner since then, and without stopping. I talk to myself as I usually do, which is to say confusedly and with this vulgarity that, contrary to the education I received here and there in the wealthy families, attests to my street culture, the one in which I feel most comfortable.

This is what I whisper to myself, more or less: what an idiot I was, I let myself get screwed like a greenhorn, yes, how can I explain to myself that, on that night, I left Take and Drink, This Is The Cup Of My Blood late, I told myself that I was just going to have a bit of a stroll in the heart of He-Who-Drinks-Water-Is-An-Idiot to start on my way, on my consecration as unquestioned disciple of Angoualima, and I crossed paths with this woman I took for a whore and who in fact wasn’t one, and since I believed that she in fact was one the timing was perfect, well fuck, I had to kill her because I had to kill someone that very night, I’d had enough with postponing till tomorrow what I could have accomplished that instant, and even if this impertinent and haughty girl was not really a whore, tell me then, she shouldn’t have been waiting for her taxi at the spot where Left Bankers know it’s always whores walking around there, so it was perfect timing for me, so it was bad timing for her, seeing that, as I had told Angoualima on his grave one day, I had sworn to myself that I was going to clean up He-Who-Drinks-Water-Is-An-Idiot, that I was going to clean it up real good, give it back some dignity, rid it of its refuse, of its detritus, of its filth, of its germs, of its amoebas, of its bacilli, yes of its bitches who came from the country over there, its bitches who disloyally compete with our own girls, I hate these bitches because they sell off their tired attributes like secondhand chewing gum, I hate them because they sell them off to the despairing, to poor bastards lacking in affection who come out of watering holes called Drinking Makes You Hard, Take And Drink, This Is the Cup of My Blood, You Break Your Glass You Buy It, This Place Is Home, Drink And Pay Tomorrow, No Problem We’ll Worry About

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