P R O F E S S I O N'As the painting is, so are the architecture, the decoration, the ball. The little nude women brighten up the affair, of course, and that is what makes it go. At the Waldorf-Astoria there will be no little nude women, oh, never!
'The costume man wants to rig me out with a turban and a brocaded robe;this evening, for the same amount of money,I can be a rajah or a khan.
'No usurped title, thank you! Not being a handsome fellow. I keep my anatomy out of sight. In spite of more protests, I insist on white and blue striped convict's trousers and an Indian army guard's vermilion coat (he would have loved to see me in a high-ranking officer's coat!); I find an enormous gold epaulette which I fasten on the left side. No military cap, sir, a white, pointed clown's hat, please, . . . to finish off, three differently shaped spits of white in my cheeks and a forehead, to perplex the curious. If everyone does likewise, there will perhaps be some amusing sights!
a whore house in Brazil the gentleman architect falls on insobriety. those negro throws of desire









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