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EXTRACT: We stayed in contact and I made myself go to visit him, and Wife was away - we got very drunk in a bar in Hell's Kitchen where there were bikers and rockers and sawdust on the floor - and him there - and music blaring and cheap beer and New York - and he kissed me. "A kiss to begin, Ava," he said. And I didn't want to be sensible or sensitive or practical or reasonable or neurotic or this empty fucking person who edits magazines about deer farming and doesn't believe in anything,