The Pickup Artist: The New and Improved Art of Seduction
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The world’s greatest pickup artist is back! After the bestselling exposé The Game pulled back the curtain on Mystery and his culture of professional pickup artists, he became an international phenomenon. Unfortunately, while it’s no secret that Mystery’s ideas are wildly effective, women have started to catch on. They’ve seen the show and heard the routines—so now it’s time for the next level of game! With techniques honed over fifteen years of trial, error, and ultimate triumph, and following his hit VH1 reality series, the celebrated sensei is back with his latest living-large exploits and a new and improved playbook for the twenty-first-century playboy.
As the book begins, Mystery and his crew have withdrawn to their swank Miami mansion to plot their next move. When a new student comes to stay at the house, Mystery draws him deep into the pickup-artist lifestyle and shows him an intimate portrait of the master of seduction. Mystery lays out a complete system of game, and unveils his latest (and fully field-tested) strategies and techniques. The Pickup Artist includes
• a list of all the triggers that create—and destroy—attraction
• a new way to approach strangers and start a conversation: microcalibrated openers
• Mystery’s most powerful humor technique, the Absurd—so you’ll never run out of things to say again
• a full chapter on physical escalation (touching, kissing, “making a move”)
• the solution to inner-game issues, for when you’re not confident enough
• and much, much more
Whether he’s holding court with eager disciples in South Beach, hanging out with his crew of fellow super-seducers in Las Vegas, or partying it up in the Hollywood Hills, Mystery is never far from where the action is—and never fails to get a piece of it. Now it’s your turn. Read The Pickup Artist and get into the game.
after all. Fantasy. Still, though, she is hot; she is beautiful; and here she is in front of you. She wants to have a drink with you. Yes, of course, you know she is working, but she did pick you to approach, out of the whole room, and she’s very cute. After a while, as you talk to her, she actually seems to be a pretty cool person; she’s not bad at all. And she’s beautiful. You open up to her a little bit. She giggles when you make a joke. She touches you, on the arm, the leg. And then, at
gay friend, the gaggle of girlfriends surrounding your target. “Your place in her social group will make life more familiar or not. You choose the target, then see what other bonds must be made to position oneself for target bonding. When you are speaking to a two-set, a triangle is made, or a line. Two-sets are more solidly held as a triangle than a line. A three-set, plus you, makes for different dynamics. A square, with diagonal lines. A four-set plus you connects like a pentagram. “Six-sets
it’s cumulative,” I said. “In group theory, your previous approaches work on your behalf. You are seen with other girls by your future targets. This way you convey your personality before even saying hi. The use of negs throughout the conversation initiates both the challenge and the underlying flirting. There comes a time to match her speed. When she says something negative a bit, you punish her with a neg. When she says something like ‘You have beautiful eyes,’ you say, ‘You’re not so bad
own town!’” I smiled. “Notice a few things about what Lovedrop has said: First, it’s not literally true. This is immediately obvious to everyone listening. Yet it still works. People still laughed along and enjoyed it, even though they didn’t literally believe it.” Adam nodded. “Okay, that makes sense.” “Also,” I continued, “notice that Lovedrop is flipping attraction switches, including status and resources, social alignments, and healthy emotional programming—such as ambition. Notice the way
task at hand: getting women! Remember women? Think about the smell of peach perfume. The soft skin, the perky nipple in your mouth. The tender but firm ass. The taste of her. Through the speakerphone, we heard Matador take a long drag from his cigarette. Then he said, “Motherfuckers better hope I never get cancer.” No one spoke for a moment. I could hear the faint sound of an airplane in the distance, somewhere far overhead. My thoughts continued to wander … The universe is not really what we