where his septum used to be
Randy Lenz shares a vulnerable personal thing and tilts his head back to show Bruce Green where his septum used to be.
Context
The body keeps the ledger the denial won't: under a streetlamp Lenz displays, as intimacy, the hole where his septum used to be — the cocaine's physical receipt, the missing cartilage that testifies to a using history no amount of "occasional" and "medicinal" can talk away. He offers the damage as a vulnerable confidence while insisting nightly that he is essentially sober.