This purse with the dollar bills sticking out of it happens to belong to my wife, so it’s perfectly okay for me to look at it, especially since I had already paid the bill. We were at a very good hole-in-the-wall Mexican restaurant in Middletown, Connecticut, celebrating our son’s graduation from Wesleyan.
The purse was sitting on the counter by the front window, as were we. I looked at it and thought, That’s a photograph.
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