The Evening Stenographer, flash whimsy by Cantara Christopher

She watched him with hopeless tenderness as he clicked shut his briefcase and put on his hat. “Good night, Mister Black,” she said, picking up her purse and steno machine bag.

“Good night, Miss Dale. And thanks for coming on such short notice,” he answered. “I’ll let the agency know when I need you again.”

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Hollywood intimate — 70s San Francisco Asian-Am porn star — ASCAP solfeggist — former NYC small-press literary publisher — now memoirist + amateur musicologist

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