I’m on the sidewalk oppositeVerdi Square kissing a married womanpassionately and thinking oh my godyou fool what are you doing because
we’re right in front of Gray’s Papayawhere this great short story about a guyfalling for a peculiar woman takes placeand of course leads to disaster— for the guy.
But this married woman I’m kissingdown to her tonsils: she’s from The Bronx,she pretends she’s French and that reminds meof my Aunt Antoinette especially the way she talks.
Antoinette married a New York City copwho in the midst of some scandal blew out his own brains.

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