Q: What kind of a hotel? Was it seedy, or was it --

A: Seemed to me quite okay. Not a luxury hotel by any means, more of an ordinary tourist place.

A: Of course I ordered a drink. I said to the bar?tender, Whats this? He said, Fashion show. Every Fri?day.

Q: You walked into the bar.

A: She said that didnt matter.

A: Practice.

A: Which was just off the street. And there were these three women, tall, statuesque even. In a crowd of people. People were sitting at tables and sitting at the bar, and the women were chat九_九_藏_書ting with them. Wearing this marvelous white lingerie. Modeling it. And every?one was being very calm, very cool.

Q: Well I can give you some Extra-Strength Tylenol. Thats supposed to be good. You acquired them, maybe thats not the word, in a bar.

A: Sometimes a little earlier.

Q: Which one was this?

Q: The white lacy Büstenhalter encompassing the golden breasts nudging your arm.

Q: Its not bad. I dont have any special expectations.

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Q: What?

A: I dont see how you can do this.

Q: What do you think about the Knicks?

Q: What in the name of God is a Rob Roy?

A: One of them came and sat down next to me. There was an empty seat.

A: Some kind of thing they drink in Denver.

A: I had seizures when I was a child. They stopped. I think it was petit mal.

Q: Then what?

A: I said I didnt know what we were going to do for beds.

A: I said I had a lot of room but that the place was kind of bare.

Q: Are the women gone?

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Q: Did you order a drink?

Q: They were from Denver?

A: Were you there?

A: It came out piecemeal. About the agency thing blowing up in their faces and how they had no place to stay and no money.

A: In a hotel on Lexington. I dont remember the name of the hotel.

Q: You offered to buy her a drink.

Q: Youre not fat. Except for the gut itself. Some few red freckles around the shoulders. One-inch gash in the left lower back, result of falling upon a half-brick in childhood. Slight hemorrhoidal tissue manifested at th九*九*藏*書e flowering of the anus. Wretched-looking toenails.

A: Kings knee has got me worried.

Q: Theyd finished when you came in.

Q: Ever been subject to epilepsy?

A: I sat at the bar and stared. Discreetly.

A: The Denver area. Two from Denver and one from Fort Lupton, which is nearby.

A: Six foot and a bit.

Q: Then she gave you the story.

A: Dore.

Q: Not much hair.

A: She was quite circumspect. Asked me what busi?ness I was in. I said I was on a kind of sabbatical.

Q: A severe headache every day at approximately eleven-thirty.

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Q: And she said?

Q: Im imagining.

A: It would drive me crazy.

A: No.

Q: And you said?

Q: Bikini pants burning at eye level.

Q: This bar was where?

A: At five oclock in the afternoon. The day was quite beautiful. The light, afternoon light --

Q: You too?

A: Lucky to have what Ive got.

Q: So you said what?

A: White merry widows and white teddys and white this and that. It was quite stunning. I couldnt believe it. Two of them were blond, one darkhaired.

A: Been gone for a week.

Q: Youre how tall?