Father Brendan[speaking about Mark's decision to find a sex surrogate]I have a feeling that God is going to give you a free pass on this one. Go for it.
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Mark O'Brien[lying in iron lung]Breathing. Look you. This most excellent canopy, the air, presses down upon me at fifteen pounds per square inch. A dense, heavy, blue glowing ocean, teasing me with its nearness and immensity. And all I get is a thin stream of it. A finger's width of the rope that ties me to life.
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Mark O'BrienShit. Okay, just focus. Scratch with your mind. Okay, your mind. Scratch with your mind.
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ClerkNow, come on, what kind of therapist is she?
VeraI told you, she's a sex therapist. Today they're working on "simultaneous orgasm".
ClerkWhat's that?
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CherylYou're a fully-fledged male Homo sapien endowed with a handsome and substantial penis, which now has a proven track record.
Mark O'BrienWell, it's good to have some kind of insurance.
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Bill Hillman - ReporterMark O'Brien has been going to UC Berkley since 1978. That's O'Brien in the motorized gurney heading for class last week. He had polio when he was six years old. The disease left his body crippled, but his mind remained sharp and alert. And since he wanted to be a writer, Mark O'Brien entered Cal to major in English and learn his trade. He wrote this poem for us about school here and about graduation.
Mark O'BrienGraduation. Today I hear the crowd's applause. Receive the congratulations from my friends. Today I ask if I've found a place among the rest, who studied, read, wrote, and passed the test in cap and gown. Today I hope you see a man upon this stage.