The paragraph I will stop is when my niece talks about her uncle and aunt’s artistic achievements in the restaurant. I feel that the two still live in Manhattan’s less-safe A Street renting a fixed-rent house. The way of art, you have to become such a person yourself. The middle-aged couple on the opposite side looked at each other in dismay, and the complacent one second immediately turned into embarrassment. This disproportionate embarrassment is the main thread I see.
In just a few words, the male and female protagonists are creators who have produced a lot and have obtained small splashes in the professional field. They must have spent a particularly enjoyable day, achieved personal achievements, and recognized their intelligence. There are countless nights full of abstract dialogues, full of room. Hanging paintings of painter friends, even having breakfast in the morning, my niece thinks this is life on Instagram. Just living like this fairy, suddenly after a day in her 40s, she can't have children, she is always cheated, and she is interviewed by social workers. It costs a lot of money to get a test tube, and more Continue to spend money, but it just doesn't work out over and over again.
So in the end is it difficult to ask for a child, or is it a more New York elite-style "why". When they choose to live in the city and devote themselves to the life of the cultural elite, they may give up the suburban middle-class life of a dentist, but in the mind of the cultural elite, there is something in life that cannot be started from scratch, but the age of childbearing is irreversible, giving a lot of one strike. The exchange of this fertility window may be a book, a play, or some great stage, anyway, it is a good thing, and now the transaction cannot be withdrawn, whether or not to insist.
The male protagonist poked the floor upstairs in the middle of the night. He was very weak. He didn't want to continue. They took their niece to the writing camp where they had been, and another young man or a young couple might be on the way. And they themselves, within a few months, drove to Virginia to wait for fate.
This kind of boring cycle and swing is the most real entanglement in life, and the so-called "New York cultural elite" is not a little more free and easy.
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