For fifty bucks, I learned, you could “relate without getting close.”

“Pale, nervous girls with black-rimmed glasses and blunt-cut hair lolled around on sofas, riffling Penguin Classics provocatively… But it wasn’t just intellectual experiences. They were peddling emotional ones, too. For fifty bucks, I learned, you could “relate without getting close.” For a hundred, a girl would lend you her Bartok records, have dinner, and then let you watch while she had an anxiety attack.” - Woody Allen


I think we all need to appreciate Woody Allen's forays into literature more than we have already - well I do anyway. You can read the whole story here. Also i can't wait for my new glasess

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