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: I'm passing through a crisis Eduardo. Eduardo Sanchez
: Be careful Anais, abnormal pleasures kill the taste for normal ones.
: Hell of a place you got here, Hugo. Peaceful. Been here long? Hugo Guiler
: Just since the crash. Henry Miller
: Since the crash? How did you live before? Hugo Guiler
: We lived well. This is Henry Miller, the American writer Osborn is putting up. My wife, Anais Nin. Henry Miller
: How are you, Anis? Hugo Guiler
: Eduardo Sanchez, Anais' cousin. Anais, you should read Henry's stuff. Richard Osborn
: For my money, he's got it over D.H. Lawrence. AnaÔs Nin
: I'd love to read your writing. Richard Osborn
: He hasn't been published yet.
: All right, I'll tell you. June appeared like an Angel, and I offered her a fool's faith. She was a taxi dancer. I paid my dime, she put her head on my shoulder, but then the lies began. She told me her mother was a gypsy and her father was a count. Later, I saw a film and realized she swiped her whole childhood right out of the film. AnaÔs Nin
: And so? Henry Miller
: So I married her.
: Then he steals my ideas and puts them in his novels. AnaÔs Nin
: Henry wouldn't do that, Richard. Richard Osborn
: I'm sure of it.
: How would you lie to June if you were making love to her? Hugo Guiler
: Making love to her? AnaÔs Nin
: Yes. To her body. To her voluptuous body. She is so perverse, so naked. Tell her that you love her. Hugo Guiler
: I love you.
: Posses her like a man. I want to fuck her like a man. Fuck her, Hugo. Hugo Guiler
: I am fucking her, pussy willow.
: She is my fucking wife. AnaÔs Nin
: You don't understand your own fucking wife.
: Oh, Henry, I want to know what you want to know. I want my life to match your life.
: What don't I understand? AnaÔs Nin
: That I love you. June Miller
: Love? You just want experience. You're a writer. You make love to whatever you need. You're just like Henry.