“Bearing in mind the Chinese or Japanese proverb that if she’s not the one sail on to death like an empty ship, about the moment I realize for the first or fifth time that she’s not or I’m not, we’re on our tight-lipped trail from the garage après Vivaldi and twin iced martinis… “
– From “Saturday Night Laundry” by Ken Haas
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