Below the moon, the houses opposite her window blazed back in transparent shadow; and something--was it a coin or a ring?--glittered half-way across the chalk-white street."
(Elizabeth Bowen, "Mysterious Kor." The Demon Lover and Other Stories, 1945)
“[H]e had the true New Yorker's secret belief that people living anywhere else have to be, in some sense, kidding"
(John Updike, Bech Is Back, 1982)
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