The name says it all for how it smells
Now my excuses ceased to be shamefaced repetitions of the usual I overslept or I missed the streetcar and became bold, increasingly elaborate inventions, which the class began to look forward toa new installment, dependable as the morning paper, five minutes after nine each day (provided I wasnt playing hooky): The neighbors goat broke loose and was standing in front of our door, and I was afraid to go out, and when I tried the front window it was stuck, or The streetcar bumped into an apple cart and tipped over all the apples, and everybody had to help pile the apples back into the cart before the streetcar could move on. It was fun to think up a new story each day on the way to school, and see the expectant smiles when I stepped into class
In 1970, Sally Kempton published an article in Esquire that was the talk of the New York literary world
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Much darker, deeper and for me who doesnt normally feel this, sweeter
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