Then: "You recall a certain Mr. I.Y. Yunioshi? A gentleman from Japan."
"From California," I said, recalling Mr. Yunioshi perfectly. Hes a photographer onone of the picture magazines, and when I knew him he lived in the studio apartmenton the top floor of the brownstone.
"Dont go mixing me up. All Im asking, you know who I mean? Okay. So lastnight who comes waltzing in here but this selfsame Mr. I. Y. Yunioshi. I havent seenhim, I guess its over two years. And where do you think hes been those two years?"
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