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“Hah! Avocados,â€� he said, brightening. ‘How I love them. Cheer up, my little avocado,â€� he said to me pinching my hand. ‘You know, these American girls are just like avocados. What do you think, am I right, Max? Who ever even heard of an avocado sixty years ago? Yes, that’s what we’re growing nowadaysâ€�. His avocado arrived and he looked at t lovingly. ‘The typical American girl,â€� he said, addressing it. â€� A hard center with the tender meat all wrapped up in a shiny casting.â€� He began to eating it. ‘How I love themâ€� he murmured greedily. ‘So green - so eternally green.”
― Elaine Dundy