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I got caught reading in a parked car, and I was once stopped and frisked at Tanglewood.

Christ, Kaiser, I’m a happily married man.”“How long has this been going on? Whenever I offered an insight, she faked a response: “Oh, yes, Kaiser. A platonic comprehension of Christianity—why didn’t I see it before? “It’d cost you.”Now was the time to tighten the screws. A blonde with a big smile winked at me, nodded toward a room upstairs, and said, “Wallace Stevens, eh?

See, I need a woman who’s mentally stimulating, Kaiser. I don’t want an involvement—I want a quick intellectual experience, then I want the girl to leave. She rattled off her ideas glibly, but it was all mechanical. Pale, nervous girls with black-rimmed glasses and blunt-cut hair lolled around on sofas, riffling Penguin Classics provocatively.

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