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2026-07-22 05:03 UTC

Ending, of course, in a big dinner with drinks and friends. Haha, got you good didn't I? C'mon have a drink. It's all in good fun. That is just ONE of the terrifying bits of André Gregory's astounding recollections and prognostications and glimpses into an extremely elitist set of high-society artists and dramatists. The detail about Source de Pavillon suggests one obsession of this set of aesthetes: they like rarities. They may in fact come to feel as if they can't live without them. (cont'd)

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@mxchara@seattle.pink 2026-07-22 05:09

And André Gregory calls Le Petit Prince a NAZI BOOK! IN FUCKING MY DINNER WITH ANDRÉ! André Gregory can't say it outright. The scene in which he works his way up to ejecting that little payload of spiky hateful bizarrerie is fascinating all on its own. His talk meanders back and forth, dwelling on coincidences of slight significance as if they were proof that he was getting divine guidance (or something), until he finally gets it out. "I think there's something a little Nazi about Le Petit Prince." That, as you might imagine, is too much for Wally Shawn. He asks for some explanation and he gets one that makes no sense at all...which seems in fact to be a homosexual fantasy that André Gregory conceived for a "very pretty SS officer" or whatever the exact words were, a pretty Nazi toyboy who (in André Gregory's strange hypothetical) likes Le Petit Prince. (cont'd)

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