They went to dinner atthe Palais Royal or the Rendezvous or to Petroushka, then on to dancingat the Trocadero or the Four-Hundred Club. Oh, the latest dirt! Cecile shook her head in distaste. I'll help you dress. Oh Iris, I can see those houses being built at the edge of the citybut with a feeling of being almost in touching distance of the Rockies.
Anyhow, the next morning everything was OK. And maybe I'll be sick tomorrow. 5 that Peter claimed was an aphrodisiac, and left her room for his. Then they were driving along SixteenthStreet and Iris pointed out the large department stores, the smartshops.
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