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As a journalist, I do not recall meeting anyone who required less of me than he did. He did all the talking while I sat and listened.
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Yet for every erotic episode he witnesses he is also privy to hundreds of mundane moments representing the ordinary daily human routine—people channel-surfing, snoring, urinating, primping, and doing other things too tediously real for reality television.
I was intrigued by the notion of the voyeur, in the course of his trespasses, inadvertently serving as a social historian. Inan American edition of the book was legally published for the first time, by Grove Press. Marcus considers it a trove of insights into the social history of the period. Foos took me to a restaurant called the Black Angus Steakhouse. After ordering a margarita and a Swingers Lock Springs bode, he promised that he would mail me Swingers Lock Springs bode photocopy of Swingers Lock Springs bode manuscript.
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