My boss is dictating and comparing our winter home, the Savoy Hotel in Miami Beach (eek! Whereabouts!) to a Southern Plantation.
Ladies and gentlemen of the Nabokovian jury, I present to you:
The Savoy
and…
a typical “Southern Plantation,” retrieved from GoogleImages. (What else?)
I tried to tell him numerous times that he’s wrong, wrong, wrong, but nobody listens to me. I’m like Rodney Dangerfield.
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