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Lydia
phoned
me
in
the
morning
.
"
Whenever
you
get
drunk
,
"
she
said
,
"
I
’
m
going
out
dancing
.
I
went
to
the
Red
Umbrella
last
night
and
I
asked
men
to
dance
with
me
.
A
woman
has
a
right
to
do
that
.
"
"
You
’
re
a
whore
.
"
"
Yeah
?
Well
,
if
there
’
s
anything
worse
than
a
whore
it
’
s
a
bore
.
"
"
If
there
’
s
anything
worse
than
a
bore
it
’
s
a
boring
whore
.
"
"
If
you
don
’
t
want
my
pussy
,
"
she
said
,
"
I
’
ll
give
it
to
somebody
else
.
"
"
That
’
s
your
privilege
.
"
"
After
I
finished
dancing
,
I
went
to
see
Marvin
.
I
wanted
to
get
his
girlfriend
’
s
address
and
go
see
her
.
Francine
.
You
went
to
see
his
girl
Francine
one
night
yourself
,
"
Lydia
said
.
"
Look
,
I
never
fucked
her
.
I
was
just
too
drunk
to
drive
home
after
a
party
.
We
didn
’
t
even
kiss
.
She
let
me
sleep
on
her
couch
and
I
went
home
in
the
morning
.
"
"
Anyhow
,
after
I
got
to
Marvin
’
s
,
I
decided
not
to
ask
for
Francine
’
s
address
.
"
Marvin
’
s
parents
had
money
.
He
had
a
house
down
by
the
seashore
.
Marvin
wrote
poetry
,
better
poetry
than
most
.
I
liked
Marvin
.
