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  The Sad, but True Fall
of an Opera Super-Star

I saw a perfectly good career in opera trashed by my inability to roll my r's. I had it all, otherwise. I could sing like a damn bird. I was round as a wood-burning stove. I had an intense love for the genre. I say "had" because I lost my love when it became apparent that my shortcoming had ended my potentially brilliant career. All by the age of 19.
I still love pasta, though. All kinds. Round, funny shapes, Batman™, race cars--you name it! Spaghetti, spaghettini, bavette, bucatini, linguini, trenette, verimicelli, rigatoni, maccheroni, torciglioni, farfalline, farfalle, penne, penne rigate, fusilli, maltagliati, shells, large shells, pipes, cavatelle, orecchiette, ziti, tagliatelle, tagliatelline, tagliolini, fettucine, pappardelle, lasagna, cannelloni, agnolotti, pansoti, casonsei, ravioli, tortelli, schiafettoni.
The lot. Too bad, eh?
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Short Chat with an Average Guy

Truck INT. east St. Louis,

A: That’s exactly right: Anything said in the truck stays in the truck. You can’t tell anybody about this, OK? ’Cause I’d be in big trouble with my wife.

Q: —

A: Well, now see just drive along here on Smith street and if you see ’em standing there, you kinda stare ’em down and if they kinda stare right back and stuff, then you know they’re hookin’. Usually I just pull into a parking lot and ask them if they need a ride say, "You need a ride?"

Q: —

A: It is a good idea, ’cause if they’re cops—a buddy of mine told me that if you ask them straight up if they’re cops then they have to tell you. Usually they’ll just show you their tits or grab your crotch. Not grab it, just put their hand on it. They’ll just show you their tits to show you they’re not wearing a wire or anything.

Q: —

A: Well, I believe him.

Q: —

A: Yeah, next thing you know, it’d be in the newspaper "---- and ---- were arrested for soliciting prostitutes" or something like that. So I ask 'em every time, "Are you a cop?" and they just show you their tits or something. And usually—I’ve only done this a couple of times—usually they just get right in the truck and you drive around and they suck you off and you give 'em the twenty bucks and that’s it. You go home satisfied. Well, actually, they make you give’em the money up front—

Q: —

A: Nope that’s not one. OK, let’s just turn around and make one more pass and then head home. No, usually, if you see—if they’re standing alone at this time of night, they’re hookin’. See, you’d just see a girl standing on the corner, like right there on that corner or something, and you just stare her down and if she stares you down, then you just pull over. Usually they’ll ask you if you date or something, like, "Do you date?" And I ask ‘em if they’d like a ride and they just hop in. They’re real eager to get in the car. Like right away.

[Silence]

One time I got this real young girl, over on Jones Street—she was like 19 and real good looking, like the best she’d probably look in her whole life, before she gets all dumpy and shit at 23—and she was just talkin’ up a storm. I wanted to say, "Look, little girl, I don’t care about your problems. Why don’t you just get me off and we’ll get this over with?"

Q: —

A: Yeah, I figured you’d be thinking that. See, I got this buddy who was telling me about fucking this girl and he said that he didn’t feel like it was cheating on his wife because … well, he satisfied her needs. That’s the thing, see, the first two, three years of marriage are great. You’re getting laid whenever you want and there’s romance and stuff. But then, it just kinda tapers off. Now I probably sleep with my wife every couple-three weeks if I’m lucky.

Q: —

A: I know, I know. It’s not enough. And she’s fine if we don’t have sex very often. I think it’s just a woman thing—like part of their makeup or something, you know? She works pretty hard and has a lot of stress at her job, so I understand, but still … I’d be happy if we had sex every other day. That’d be fine with me, I think. But it’s hard, ’cause we got the kid and all. Now, the kid’s taking a nap and I’m like, "You wanna go in the bedroom?" And she’s like, "Not now." But the first couple of years of marriage were good.

[Silence]

Q: —

A: Yeah, it is different, ’cause I satisfy her. She just doesn’t satisfy me. I mean, if I ask her, sometimes she’ll give me a blow job or something. I guess it’d be all right if we played games or roles or something like that. I don’t know. It’s different, though. I wish I’d come home sometime and she’d be standing there naked waiting for me or in the bedroom with something all sexy on.

But that’s the thing about this, see, you can get off and go home and it’s OK. «

 


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