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Friday, October 02, 2015

READING THE NEW YORK POST

I walked the dog and thought I passed a lady flasher-she had on a raincoat and nothing else, you could just tell. She passed me and then came back down the block. She looked strange but maybe she'd just had a fight with somebody and left the house. If you read the Post everybody starts to look strange.

-The Andy Warhol Diaries
 Oct 5 1980

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