S.L. brings his black moppet dog to class and tells us stories about hanging out in a striptease show on Forty-second Street with Alain Robbe-Grillet. “The stripteaseuse was late, and already it was a complicated story because I was there with Robbe-Grillet and his wife and his girlfriend. Well, really,” and he smiles, and the creases at the corners of his bright blue eyes deepen, “I should say, their girlfriend. But anyway. Where were we?”