Weep, you girls. My penis has given you up. Now it penetrates men’s...– Pompeian graffiti Weep you girls
Our Local Correspondents: Up and Then Down : The... →
Looking back on the experience now, with a peculiarly melancholic kind of bewilderment, he recognizes that he walked onto an elevator one night, with his life in one kind of shape, and emerged from it with his life in another. Still, he now sees that it wasn’t so much the elevator that changed him as his reaction to it. He has come to terms with the trauma of the experience but not with his...