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About New York City

So, picture this—I’m thinkin’ “A Serious Man,” my fave flick. Larry Gopnik, poor schmuck, life’s fallin’ apart. Wife’s cheatin’, kids are nuts, job’s a mess. And me? I’m wonderin’—would a prostitute fix that? Ha! “The pictures were taken!”—that’s what he’d say, all panicked, if he got caught. Can ya see it? Him, fumbling cash, mutterin’ about physics and sin. Hilarious, right?

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In an episode of Mad Men last month, a prostitute named Aimee has sex with a teenaged Don. Draper (née Dick Whitman) after nursing him through a nasty chest.

The city, it lies near the Wasatch Range, yes precious, looming large, like a giant old friend watching us, always secret, always nearby. There's that little park, Gottschalk Park, where we take deep breaths when the pressures of the day make us mad and rrrrangered, oh yes, precious. Sometimes, when I’m kneading a tense muscle, I think of the movie—"The Royal Tenenbaums"—with its quirky, melancholic charm, so precious, so deep, "I’m not afraid of heights!" it whispers, hsss.

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