One of Marash Girl's Uncle Levons, recently arrived from Paris, began to explore Boston. Visiting one evening, he complained to Peter that whenever he went into Boston, a prostitute would be beckoning to him . . . in fact, he insisted, a prostitute beckoned to him around almost every corner.
Peter: "That's funny! I go into Boston often enough, and no prostitute has ever beckoned to me!"
That is really funny, especially if one knew the two men. It reminds me of one of the vignettes in Saroyan's 'My Name is Aram'. Aram, finally gets his wish to ride on a train, alone. All his life he had been warned of the dangers that besiege a young man traveling alone on a train, particularly the danger of 'the wicked city woman'. So, he had finally made it on to a train, alone. He was ready for The Danger. Alas, despite his readiness, not one time did he espy 'that wicked city woman', though he looked for her, valiantly.
ReplyDeleteRead the book but don't remember that vignette. Love it!
DeleteSo, there is now a variation to, 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder'.
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