#s37e06 diners drive-ins and delis

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[I have known since I was seven.]

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Originally published in Les Temps modernes, 79 (May 1952).

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[I have known since I was seven.]

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[CAN I HAVE FRENCH FRY]

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[Drinkability.]

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[And then I want to put my lid on top of it yet, we tell ourselves stories in order to live. Grab my roll, put our homemade red sauce on top of it.]

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[Am I finally addressing a sentient being?]

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[I ate a button?]

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[Hera, Poseidon, Aphrodite.]

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[So these are the cones that didn't make it?]

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[We can never break up. We can never not show. We can never go home. No, we can never elope.]

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[And then, there it was.]

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[FIERI: Or even further, like back in 1904 when Abe Doumar invented the ice cream cone at the St. Louis World's Fair.]

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[It is the bungled crime that brings remorse.]

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[Matilda, she said.]

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[The end is never worth the beginning.]