I twisted around and saw a strange object sticking out of the crack between the cushion and the chair. Curious, I pulled it out to discover a gorgeous painted rubber fish. I was even more entranced when I switched on the little remote-control gizmo attached to it and the fish’s tail swished rhythmically to and fro. I assumed that it was a toy for the bathtub. Dalí was watching me, so I said, “Oh my God, Salvador, this is beautiful!” “Yes,” he said, his smile crooked. “It’s lovely when you place it on your clitoris.”
