GRANDMAMA'S STORY
My great-grandmother, Shari-Lea, she
was the one who brokered this deal. Herself
having been forced into a badly arranged
Italian marriage, she wanted nothing more
to do with men or their wily ways. She
stripped boldly to the waist, at twenty-three,
to illegally bathe in the Arno River. Yes, well,
they took her away; two weeks in Doma Santa
Fillipa taught her to mend her errant ways.
After that, I'm not sure she was ever the same.
She used to tell me the story, from when she
was in Bayonne, some supposed he-man
accosted her in a elevator; undid his pants
and whipped it out. She stayed, in her words,
'totally calm' and stared the man down, saying
'Ha! You probably need a derrick to get that up.'
Somehow, she said, she shamed him into leaving.
was the one who brokered this deal. Herself
having been forced into a badly arranged
Italian marriage, she wanted nothing more
to do with men or their wily ways. She
stripped boldly to the waist, at twenty-three,
to illegally bathe in the Arno River. Yes, well,
they took her away; two weeks in Doma Santa
Fillipa taught her to mend her errant ways.
After that, I'm not sure she was ever the same.
She used to tell me the story, from when she
was in Bayonne, some supposed he-man
accosted her in a elevator; undid his pants
and whipped it out. She stayed, in her words,
'totally calm' and stared the man down, saying
'Ha! You probably need a derrick to get that up.'
Somehow, she said, she shamed him into leaving.
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