Madrid, 1987 Page #2

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How we look isn't something

we create for others,

like stylists and imbeciles say.

How we look is our bamcade.

We take cover behind it,

holding the fort.

You are obviously talented.

This is like being a movie actor.

There's no point

if the camera doesn't love you.

The camera clearly loves you.

Can I keep it?

Sure.

Are you in a hurry?

No.

Are they waiting for you

at home for lunch?

No, it doesn't matter.

It does for me, but I can be late.

Or not even go.

Check my right pocket.

Don't look for any photos of kids.

The point of an ID card

is to remind us what a**holes we are.

Ever seen anyone who doesn't look like

an a**hole

in their ID card?

Rodriguez.

Yes, I use a stage name,

like Sara Montiel.

It's expired.

I can't agree more.

Doctor's orders.

No, amphetamines.

I'd offer you one, but I don't

corrupt young girls.

In the other one.

The keys to my friend's studio.

He's a painter.

He's in the mountains,

avoiding the heat.

I asked him for them

before I called you.

Then I tried my luck.

I was surprised you called me.

Were you really?

I didn't think you'd want to read

what I wrote after the interview.

I didn't call you

to read what you'd written.

What interested me was you.

Did I call too late?

We were having dinner.

I didn't tell my parents

who you were.

Can I have an autograph?

For Sonia.

I read you every day.

I love your articles.

I don't write to be read,

I write to be paid.

Thank you.

What does it say?

For Sonia, who has lousy timing.

Warm regards."

Thanks.

Well then

I don't know

I can't stand people looking at us

and interrupting us.

I want to spend the next two hours with

you without anybody getting in the way.

I just want to get to know you better.

And you to get to know me.

Isn't that what you wanted

when you asked me for the interview?

Take the keys and wait for me

at the door.

Wipe that smirk off your face

and celebrate a comrade's success

like a good Communist.

I'll need the Tiisky bottle.

Save my typewriter and give the article

to the messenger from the paper

when he comes at two.

Okay.

Use this to drown the envy

and resentment

corroding you.

Thank you, sir.

You're welcome.

I love your sandals.

It's like they're applauding me.

Your doctor didn't mention

climbing too many stairs

If my doctor were here,

he'd say you're the medicine

that cures everything.

Inserting a key is sort of like

fornicating, don't you think?

I don't know.

Very feminine,

snooping around like that.

Are we here to see paintings?

Is he good?

He's my friend.

Careful, you'll step on it.

He likes that.

He says paintings should be stained.

Just like literature.

People who protect their work from

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