Just went to the Strand in search of the new Roth book, half expecting it to be sold out. Yet there they were, a whole pile of Plot Against Americas. As I approached the pile, I heard a young woman say, "Oh Philip, you incomprehensible, dirty man." True enough, but that didn't strike me as a sufficient reason not to read the thing.
Saturday, September 25, 2004
"Oh Philip, you incomprehensible, dirty man."
Posted by Phoebe Maltz Bovy at Saturday, September 25, 2004
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