Friday, October 28, 2005
Arielle, who on the phone one cubicle over gets mistaken for a man at least three times a day, told me in her smoker's raspy voice this afternoon that I reminded her of Natalie Cole. "Around the eyes. I wasn't sure how you would take it since she's black," said she of seventies-era Boston when busing was a BIG THING. "I think she is beautiful," I replied. "I take that as a compliment." On the white side of things I'm told I resemble a bit Carly Simon. The lips. How about I resemble Anna Bloviations? Whatever...
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