Pale, nervous girls with black-rimmed glasses and blunt-cut hair lolled around on sofas, riffling Penguin Classics provocatively. [...] But it wasn’t just intellectual experiencesβ€”they were peddling emotional ones, too. For fifty bucks, I learned, you could β€œrelate without getting close.” For a hundred, a girl would lend you her Bartok records, have dinner, and then let you watch while she had an anxiety attack. ✨ The Whore of Mensa. www.newyorker.com. December 16, 1974.

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