We had dinner at an Argentinian restaurant off Times Square; and with my belly full of skirtsteak and bread pudding I felt up to it. vor soup at Golden China, beef molé at Antonio’s, zucchini florentine at Musso &Frank’s, besuga al horno at La Masia We just aren’t all that bad, honest. Can’ t understand, simply cannot understand why Ray Bradbury and gentle Arnold Peyser looked sick.
The case was of silver, so bright it seemed blue. as also opinionated, stubborn beyond belief, a frequent pain inthe ass, and capable of a dudgeon so high it would put the Queen Mother to shame. nee-length socks, highly polished black loafers, diminutive cuff links, and apaisley hankie in the breast pocket. (The Depression leached all joy from the people.
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