She peered into the darkness. She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite
side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and
saluted and spoke to her. If you ask me, you’ll have to beat her regularly
if you don’t want to live a dog’s life. He was a manly man,
free from any strong maternal strain, and he had loved his dark-eyed, dainty
bright-colored, and active little wife with a real vein of passion in his sentiment. Coffee à la Turque wasn't so bad; but a guy couldn't soak his breakfast toast in it. Businesswomen
in pointy-toed shoes swooned coyly in his direction,
tipping their noses over their glossy magazines to admire
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him. Gone were the old
days where an old maid banged on an upright piano
above a roaring crowd, this sound was loud enough to be
heard outside the building, she thought to herself as her
eardrums throbbed.
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