Stop the war!
Felice!
Salem sits up, exclaims. - One of the protestors a curly-haired blonde, reminding him of our – quote-unquote - adorable little corrupter thrusts her banner at the camera.
STOP THE WAR!
But what war? He demands. – And just whose – whose construction?
I seem to hear his voice lulled out of a doper’s drawl as he straightens his tie (it was of an evening; we were dressing to go out; clients we have to butter up; Mancinnini waiting in the limo with the champagne):
Haven’t you got it yet, Haj? – We are no longer in what they call the reality-based community.
My oh so brilliant husband, who will deflate and then conflate all arguments…
Salem sits up, exclaims. - One of the protestors a curly-haired blonde, reminding him of our – quote-unquote - adorable little corrupter thrusts her banner at the camera.
STOP THE WAR!
But what war? He demands. – And just whose – whose construction?
I seem to hear his voice lulled out of a doper’s drawl as he straightens his tie (it was of an evening; we were dressing to go out; clients we have to butter up; Mancinnini waiting in the limo with the champagne):
Haven’t you got it yet, Haj? – We are no longer in what they call the reality-based community.
My oh so brilliant husband, who will deflate and then conflate all arguments…
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