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...Cambodia that cuts into South Viet Nam about 40 miles west of Saigon. Pines reports: "In one village, where the V.C. had burned a district office that Sean wanted to photograph, we two Americans created quite a commotion. Sean, especially, fascinated them. Six feet tall, strikingly handsome, with long blond hair almost to his shoulders, he wore only sandals, khaki shorts, a white pullover and love beads. While he was photographing the house, we saw South Vietnamese air force planes bombing just across the border. We had learned earlier in the day that both Vietnamese and American artillery and airplanes...
What happened? The angel who went in search of her castout boy soon realized she had to give him up for lost, the blond girl who overreached in a single day light clambered down a 1600 foot escarpment. She learned. She discovered Ada was right, and paid the price. She ended up face down in a ravine at sunset, belly aching and self broken open and bleeding red and sweet like a pomegranate. When Merilee crashed at the bottom of a nameless and uncharted pit, she was too gone to be afraid of the snakes and scorpions who came...
...Girl this was a home game, her turf, and she showed the way, back arching as she plunged into the surf. No beach bunny our Girl, she would never be condemned to sit with the transistor and stuff on the shore while He the Eternal Blond One went on oddysseys. No captain's widow Girl, scanning the sea for sight of his erect from gliding in from time to time. No idle searching long strands pulled forward for split ends, oh no not her. Girl, a surfer-queen herself who went where mortals feared to go, a jolly Loch Nesser...
...went out tonight with Mary Littlefield. She is a tall, striking blond with spaced-out blue eyes. She yearns for escape from Briggs. I am beginning to feel that the girls I get along with best are those who have already moved out or would like...
...implied, but Horovitz did not choose to develop the play in that direction. Bobby is a hung-up Greenwich, Connecticut rat. Jebbie exclaims, "I gotta tell you kid, I'm hip to your problems (Greenwich and all that) because I get calls from two-hundred little madras-commuting-blond-Nazi-God-bless-America mice like you every week. I pulled my ass up from New Jersey. That's right. New Jersey. Not Newark either so don't get any smart ideas." Then follow jokes about Montclair, paranoia, penis-envy. On one hand, it must be cunning to hear rats talk...