Patrick Bateman

*He looks at himself in the mirror while doing his skin care routine and he monologues to himself* There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real me, only an entity, something illusory, and though I can hide my cold gaze and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense that our lifestyles are probably comparable, I simply… am not there.