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She Looked at me Blankly, and Rubbed her Nose – “Breakfast At Tiffany’s” – Truman Capote

February 1st, 2011 · No Comments · Description, Writing

She looked at me blankly, and rubbed her nose, as though it tickled: a gesture, seeing often repeated, I came to recognize as a signal that one was trespassing. Like many people with a bold fondness for volunteering intimate information, anything that suggested a direct question, a pinning-down, put her on guard.

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