Alexander: I have abandoned any semblance of social activism for rampant hedonism and romantic individualism, as all my friends said I would.
hedonism
Two friends, preparing for bad news.
Charles: I have disturbing news Cecily. Sit down if you aren’t already seated. Or sprawl out on an ottoman or something.
Cecily: I am sprawled. And I’m in the best place for bad news. I’m at the Plaza.
Charles, on hedonism.
Charles: Apparently your sense of smell and taste become dull with age. If that isn’t a ringing endorsement for unbridled hedonism, I don’t know what is.
Charles, on money.
Charles: I saw my psychiatrist. Didn’t help. Was more exhausting than anything. Nine cocktails would be a far better use of my money.
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