Slow Days, Fast Company: The World, the Flesh, and L.A.

by Eve Babitz

But what I want now is a nice young man with good manners . . .” she paused to consider, “who gives great head.”

“You know that when you have dinner with a girlfriend, you’re going to come home a whole human being”).

Chocolate Cokes in high school are better than caviar on a yacht when you’re forty-five. It’s common knowledge.