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Dear sweet simple minded Barbara Ann. Barbara Ann whose deepest and most heartfelt yearnings express with a kind of touching lyricism the total vulgarity of our time.
Barbara Ann:
Everybody has got to love me. Everybody. This is my year. My horoscope says I am going to be famous. I am a Capricorn and I can't miss. I deserve it, too. I've been good. I haven't done bad things with boys. Well, a little. But not really bad. And only if I liked a boy.
Stella Bernard:
You lied to me, Miss Greene. You permitted me to believe your father was dead.
Barbara Ann:
Well, they're divorced.
Stella Bernard:
In our family we don't divorce our men; we *bury* 'em!复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
