Standing outside the front door of her Hollywood apartment, my eyes full of her great height propping open the screen door, I offered Tara the following compliment:

that a class with her was as satisfying for me as sinking my teeth into a good essay. Now, for her at the time, I suspect this rang as somewhat oblique praise. But for me – for whom the essay has both solved the problem of not having enough time for my great pleasure in reading, and sated my pressing desire for a certain kind of company, this is the highest acclaim.

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