"His record collection, on the other hand, was a plummet into addiction. He’d boarded a carousel of pure and infinite unsatisfaction, where solid ground whirled beneath his gaze, no chance of stepping off. He rarely listened to a song to its end anymore, perpetually upping the dose with a junkie’s agitation. The connoisseur soon learned every song had “versions,” which raised the stakes. Music was a kind of fractal disaster area."
— From “The Collector,” by Jonathan Lethem, published in The Ecstasy of Influence, p. 188
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