Arlene and I have to get a divorce. She thinks I'm a pervert because I drank our water bed.
Woody AllenBut what if everyone in the world behaved like me and came here and shot Brisseau through the ear? What a mess! And of course we'd need valet parking.
Woody AllenPale, nervous girls with black-rimmed glasses and blunt-cut hair lolled around on sofas, riffling Penguin Classics provocatively. [...] But it wasnโt just intellectual experiencesโthey were peddling emotional ones, too. For fifty bucks, I learned, you could โrelate without getting close.โ For a hundred, a girl would lend you her Bartok records, have dinner, and then let you watch while she had an anxiety attack.
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