Like frustrated suburban wives we fed on each other's discontent; we became divided into mean little cliques… — Richard Yates
Like frustrated suburban wives we fed on each other's discontent; we became divided into mean little cliques and subdivided into jealously shifting pairs of buddies, and we pieced out our idleness with gossip.
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