“America,” said the man like it was a ribald joke. “Let me ask you, how is the sex with your husband?” “What?” I said, hoping I’d misunderstood him.
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Red Ticket: My Arrival
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“America,” said the man like it was a ribald joke. “Let me ask you, how is the sex with your husband?” “What?” I said, hoping I’d misunderstood him.