Answer:
The speaker's sarcasm comes through in his word choice
Explanation:
It was a feeling I had never felt before. My hands and feet tingling under the pressure of the earth surrounding. The sand entering itself into every available space in my body, and slowly watching the ground move closer and closer towards my neck. I struggled, moving my body towards the solid sand, but it only made the sand creep up faster. I fluttered my eyelids, once, twice, and a third time until my breath was cut off by the pressure of sand pressing against my throat as I sunk deeper, and deeper. I took a breath and breathed in that hot air like I never had before. I closed my eyes and held my eyes closed as the sand pulled me into the earth.
They sent letters to each other a couple of times. Many would agree that there is a classic story of the homosexual tensions bubbling just beneath the surface between Hemingway and Fitzgerald, so maybe there you could find room for jealousy. Both of them had strong perceptions of what it meant to be gay, and they stated how to interact with their gay friends. Perhaps if they had worked together, they could have done more for this, let us call it "project".