“So, did you have any trouble acquiring the source photographs for the piece?”
“Are you kidding?” Matteo laughed and gin splashed out of his glass. “The models practically shoved my camera down their pants.”
“What, they were more comfortable around you because they knew you were a homosexual?”
Matteo took a sip without breaking eye contact. “Presumptous little reporter, aren’t we?”
Carlson looked down at his notecard. He uncrossed and recrossed his legs. “So, Matteo, were there certain pictures – certain women – that you couldn’t use?”
“Oh, God no. From a distance they all look the same. Like a big Y”.
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Title by: Anonymous
Story by: Nick
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Now that is an interpretation of Big Y I never would have thought up in a million years. I love how different the three stories are.
Only those of us of the “Y” persuasion(myself included) could see the letter as a sexual symbol, Jenny.