Ella:	Personally I prefer poems to novels . . . .
Jack:	Why is that?
Ella:	Somehow poems are more abstracted from the grime of life of life than novels.
Juanita:	(laughing) 'The grime of life'? That is precisely what makes life worth living!
Shu:	(half-listening) Ugh, what kind of grime are we talking about?
Ella:	The kind that is emerging now. Don't you realize – whenever people hear what they don't want to hear they attribute it to 'grime'.
Juanita:	(shrugging her shoulders) Ah, gimme a break!