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My last Duchess.
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Will McEwan Aldrich Prep 19/2/03 My last Duchess Late, late, late. Why are professionals always late? "The piano tuner is going to be an hour late, the doctor might be slightly late." Now the artist is late. I got out of bed half an hour early to get ready for him and he is late. Nothing ever goes to plan in this wretched house. When the artist did arrive this morning (two and a half hours late), he turned out to be one of the biggest slime balls I have ever met. "Yes darling, No darling." Not even my husband calls me darling. He then proceeded to sit me down on a low stall so t\at h could stare down at me, and probably down my dress. After about ten minutes I had an itch on my ear and couldn't help but scratch vigorously. As soon as I moved my hand there was a,...
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