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About Me
- My Name's not Really Bridget
- "So listen, Fred, Baby--" "No, it's Paul, Baby." "It is? I thought it was Fred, Baby. Answer the question: Is she or isn't she?" "What?" "A phony." "I don't know. I don't think so." "You don't, huh? Well, you're wrong. She is. But on the other hand, you're right, because she's a real phony. She honestly believes all this phony junk. Now, I sincerely like the kid. I do. I'm sensitive, that's why. You've got to be sensitive to like the kid. It's a streak of the poet." (from Breakfast at Tiffany's)
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