There is no good word for stomach; just as there is no good word for girlfriend. Stomach is to girlfriend as belly is to lover, and as abdomen is to consort, and as middle is to petite amie.
Nicholson Baker, The Mezzanine
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There is no good word for stomach; just as there is no good word for girlfriend. Stomach is to girlfriend as belly is to lover, and as abdomen is to consort, and as middle is to petite amie.
Nicholson Baker, The Mezzanine

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Have you read The Fermata by Nicholson Baker (1994)?
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I woke up thinking a very pleasant thought. There is lots left in the world to read.
Nicholson Baker
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“Helmuth von Moltke was at a meeting at the Foreign Ministry in Berlin with twenty-four men. They discussed a legal decree that would expropriate the property of deported Jews. Twenty-four of the twenty-five wanted to approve the decree; Moltke opposed it. The men were chameleons, Moltke wrote his wife: ‘In a healthy society they look healthy, in a sick one, like ours, they look sick. And really they are neither one nor the other. They are mere filler.’” – Nicholson Baker, Human Smoke: The Beginnings of World War II, The End of Civilization
Nathaniel Hawthorne's sherry cobbler cocktail
In the final third of Nathaniel Hawthorne’s 1852 novel The Blithedale Romance, the narrator, having departed the titular would-be utopian farm, enjoys some city time in a hotel. He takes a voyeuristic pleasure in watching people from his window, and elects to deepen the pleasure by ordering a drink: “Just about this time a waiter entered my room. The truth was, I had rung the bell and ordered a…
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