Todo mi respeto a Boris Yellnikoff, el alterego de Woody Allen.
"- Lord, you tell me this creature took you to bed?
- No, no, no, no. Actually, she took me.
- Yeah, when I met Boris, he hated sex.
- Yeah, think of it, Mr. Celestine. The absurd choreography, like a sewing machine, up and down, up and down, up and down, toward what end? Making more children?"
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