”So, tell me,” the reporter says “how did you and Miss Elle Brunswick come to meet?”
“Well,” I say, elongating the one syllable, “she ran around in circles, and I love circles.”
Unlike the man before me, Elle had no angle. She was an old-money socialite in the purest sense of the word: utterly astray yet remarkably in control…
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