The other day, I got into an argument with an ex-boyfriend who I’m friendly with now. We were arguing about whether some displays of suffering deserved to be called more beautiful than others. Beautiful wasn’t the word we used, but that was the gist of the argument—that some suffering was more artful. I thought some sadnesses were more sophisticated than others. No, that’s not quite right. I thought some displays of sadness were more sophisticated than others. He thought that wasn’t fair of me to say, being who I was, with all my life’s advantages laid out for me. We were sitting at the bar at Ervs. I was having some kind of happy hour cocktail, something with grapefruit and tequila.
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The other day, I got into an argument with an ex-boyfriend who I’m friendly with now. We were arguing about whether some displays of suffering deserved to be called more beautiful than others. Beautiful wasn’t the word we used, but that was the gist of the argument—that some suffering was more artful. I thought some sadnesses were more sophisticated than others. No, that’s not quite right. I thought some displays of sadness were more sophisticated than others. He thought that wasn’t fair of me to say, being who I was, with all my life’s advantages laid out for me. We were sitting at the bar at Ervs. I was having some kind of happy hour cocktail, something with grapefruit and tequila.