elegance walking arm in arm with a lie

of course you are pleasantly surprised

25 March
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'It tastes like liquorice,' the girl said and put the glass down.
'That’s the way with everything.'
'Yes,' said the girl. 'Everything tastes of liquorice. Especially all the things you’ve waited so long for, like absinthe.'
'Oh, cut it out.'
'You started it,' the girl said. 'I was being amused. I was having a fine time.'
'Well, let’s try and have a fine time.'
'All right. I was trying. I said the mountains looked like white elephants. Wasn’t that bright?'
'That was bright.'
'I wanted to try this new drink. That’s all we do, isn’t it – look at things and try new drinks?'
'I guess so.'
The girl looked across at the hills.
'They’re lovely hills,' she said. 'They don’t really look like white elephants. I just meant the colouring of their skin through the trees.'
'Should we have another drink?'
'All right.'

Hills Like White Elephants - Ernest Hemingway

I'm a twenty-something professional (ha!) with a love of languages, history, and literature. I work for a wonderful international NGO, and spend my free time writing and getting involved in theater (acting, dramaturgy, etc.). And I think that's it!

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