Well, I don't. We wouldn't have suited - in the long run. The big country you took me to healed
me for a time, but only because I was a visitor. You offered me the desert,
and Joe offered me the decadence of Budapest. Maybe I was
too stupid to appreciate a good thing when I had it. Maybe.
But austerity has never been my strong point. And decadence has always appealed to me.
You tempted me mightily, my friend. But it never would have worked. If it seems that way now, it's
only because nothing ever came of our fling.
Memory can idealize all kinds of things, don't you think?