by Robrt L. Pela
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I keep getting up from where I’m sitting to go look at the tablecloth our friend Ruth Beautmont brought over last night. Ruth (a former Floradora girl) knows that Mr. Grossman has a thing for old linens, and when I phoned last night to say, “We’re barbecuing, come over!” she showed up with this amazing old tablecloth.
I know. I’m such a fag.