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"
But
what
will
you
do
for
two
hours
at
the
airport
?
"
I
asked
.
"
Oh
,
"
said
Cecelia
,
"
I
just
love
airports
!
"
We
stopped
in
front
of
the
terminal
.
I
jumped
out
,
unloaded
her
baggage
.
As
we
stood
together
Cecelia
reached
up
and
kissed
me
on
the
cheek
.
I
let
her
walk
in
alone
.
I
had
agreed
to
give
a
reading
up
north
.
It
was
the
afternoon
before
the
reading
and
I
was
sitting
in
an
apartment
at
the
Holiday
Inn
drinking
beer
with
Joe
Washington
,
the
promoter
,
and
the
local
poet
,
Dudley
Barry
,
and
his
boyfriend
,
Paul
.
Dudley
had
come
out
of
the
closet
and
announced
he
was
a
homo
.
He
was
nervous
,
fat
and
ambitious
.
He
paced
up
and
down
.
"
You
gonna
give
a
good
reading
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
.
"
"
You
draw
the
crowds
.
Jesus
,
how
do
you
do
it
?
They
line
up
around
the
block
.
"
"
They
like
blood
-
lettings
.
"
Dudley
grabbed
Paul
by
the
cheeks
of
the
ass
.
"
I
’
m
gonna
ream
you
out
,
baby
!
Then
you
can
ream
me
!
"
Joe
Washington
stood
by
the
window
.
"
Hey
,
look
,
here
comes
William
Burroughs
across
the
way
.
He
’
s
got
the
apartment
right
next
to
yours
.
He
’
s
reading
tomorrow
night
.
"
