It seems altogether anticlimactic to mention it, but Les Amis Des Vieux Maîtres closed down less than a week later, for being improperly licensed (for not being licensed at all, as a matter of fact). I packed up and joined Bobby, my stepfather, in Rhode Island, where I spent the next six or eight weeks, till art school reopened, investigating that most interesting of all summer-active animals, the American Girl in Shorts. Right or wrong, I never again got in touch with Sister Irma. Occasionally, I still hear from Bambi Kramer, though. The last I heard, she’d branched over into designing her
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