“You know, I never even used to notice this place before they fixed it up,” said Genevieve, carefully removing a Gauloise from its box and accepting a light from her companion, Fidor. “How long has this place been called Roberto’s, ” she wondered aloud. “How long have you been called Genevieve?” asked Fidor, an insurance underwriter whose real name was Ted. “How long have you been putting those streaks of purple across your cheeks? And how late at night must I be required to wear these sunglasses?” Clinton St. Quarterly 45
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