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fascinated by those women. Will there
come a day when he would not have me in
his eyes anymore?
Finally, West Egg really offended me—and
inarguably. I was appalled by it, this
unprecedented ‘place’ that Broadway had
begot- ten upon a Long Island fishing
village—appalled by its raw vigor that
chafed under the old euphemisms and by
the too obtrusive fate that herded its
inhabitants along a short cut from nothing
to nothing.
