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"
Bullshit
,
"
he
said
and
walked
off
.
A
literary
critic
.
Then
this
blonde
,
about
19
,
with
rimless
glasses
and
a
smile
walked
up
.
The
smile
never
left
.
"
I
want
to
fuck
you
,
"
she
said
.
"
It
’
s
your
face
.
"
"
What
about
my
face
?
"
"
It
’
s
magnificent
.
I
want
to
destroy
your
face
with
my
cunt
.
"
"
It
might
be
the
other
way
around
.
"
"
Don
’
t
bet
on
it
.
"
"
You
’
re
right
.
Cunts
are
indestructible
.
"
I
went
back
to
the
couch
and
started
playing
with
the
legs
of
the
one
with
the
short
skirt
and
moist
flower
lips
whose
name
was
Lillian
.
The
party
ended
and
I
went
downstairs
with
Lilly
.
We
undressed
and
sat
propped
against
the
pillows
drinking
vodka
and
vodka
mix
.
There
was
a
radio
and
the
radio
played
.
Lilly
told
me
that
she
had
worked
for
years
to
put
her
husband
through
college
and
then
when
he
had
gotten
his
professorship
he
had
divorced
her
.
"
That
’
s
shaggy
,
"
I
said
.
