Dialogue 4/24/09
DEVRIM: Do you think my toes are changing because of the deportation?
AUTUMN: What?
DEVRIM: Do you think my toes are changing?
AUTUMN: Your toes?
DEVRIM: My toes.
AUTUMN: Your foot-fingers?
DEVRIM: No! My toes. My toes.
AUTUMN: Thoughts?
DEVRIM: Yes. Toets.
(later)
DEVRIM: Honey don't write it!
DEVRIM: (under his breath) Kill you. |
ABOUT DEVRIM
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I can not say I am always right. But this time I found the right woman.
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ABOUT AUTUMN
She doesn't always understand Devrim.
