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Brennan talks drug dealing, a psychological break, working the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show, Diddy's freak-offs, Girl Interrupted, locking people's bike to yours, and God's light. 

The vibe shift moves from hard angled neon rave brat cold aesthetic to crafty tacky diy warm lighting nautica polo lovey neighborly considerations. 

Brennan and guest Elliot Conrad get into Matt Walsh's "Am I Racist?"

Brennan gets into Thora Birch, La Piscine and the cold devotion of love, Gabby Petito and Brian Laundrie , Harrison Ford as a cultural cross reference and checkpoint for one's own life, pro/anti slavery debates in high school, giving Paris Hilton an infinite pass, and floating in space. 

Brennan talks about his trip to Westport for the Mars Review of Books affair and La Toya Jackson. 

Brennan gets into the ever morphing nabes of NYC, his reconciliation with longtime long lost friend Ryan, contending with your own delusions, male on male barbering, nihilism and touch, the soullessness of money-making-Manhattan, wiping things down at the gym and performance, the banality of traveling, and waiting for it to burn. 

Brennan gets into the summer Olympics, the confiscation of gayness, the luddite struggle, connection in leadership, and perhaps the dissolving of the dissident right if Trump wins. 

Brennan discusses people having passions you can't understand, his visit to the post-soviet doctor, people judging your cellphone, porn stars vs only fans stars, weird LA lingo, and the golden hour at NYC public pools. 

Elliot Conrad stops by to discuss church, acting class, Long Legs, Thora Birch, Brennan's last student female interest, and evil. 

Brennan gets into the hell hole that is downtown Brooklyn, judging ugly beautiful and beautiful ugly, Reinaldo Arenas, Christian Science Monitor's article on dissident conservatives, tourism, To Write Love On Her Arms, coddling your mental illness stigma, Christian bands, CNN flash docs, and displaced Citi bike power.