Salman Rushdie, "The Moor's Last Sigh", page 150
Within days he had moved in; no formal invitation was ever
issued, but one way and another he stuck around for thirty-two years. Aurora
treated him, at first, like a sort of pet. She unhicked his hairstyle and
convinced him to stop trimming his moustache, and, when it grew luxuriant and
long, to wax it until it looked like a hairy Cupid’s-bow. She got her tailor to
run up his outfits for him: broad –striped silk suits and huge floppy bow-ties
that convinced le tout Bombay that
Aurora Zogoiby’s new discovery must be a raving queen (in fact he was a genuine
fifty-fifty bisexual, as many young men and women in the Elephanta circle would learn over the years). She was attracted to
his huge appetite for information, food, work and above all pleasure….
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