illustrated by rhoda penmarq
part three of fifty-two
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"bring me a glass of water, please, diane. and one of those new purple pills - they are in the round green bottle." "you look a bit staggered, mademoiselle. are you sure you don't want one of the white pills - from the red cut glass bottle?" "ah!"  |
Oh, I wish my pill bottles were so stylish.
ReplyDeleteo une femme hystérique... très triste...
ReplyDeleteSome scholars (I won't mention any names but one of them has the same last name as the hero of a rather well-known if little-read Irish novel, whilst his first name is identical to that of a certain stringent British playwright whose work is often performed at earnest small theatres throughout the world) have said that this chapter is, oh, for instance, "wordy for Perfidy".
ReplyDeleteI strongly disagree.