英文短篇故事（纽约）512 He Calls Himself a Writer

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 　　Moonbucks was crowded. He was reading¹ a magazine at a corner table. A pretty, young woman asked, "May I join you? There's nowhere² else to sit." He nodded³. She thanked him and sat down. She said, "You must be pretty smart to be reading that magazine." He said, "I understand only about half of it, so I guess I'm only half 'pretty smart.'" She said, "I would never read something that I only understood half of." She asked him what he did. He said he was, among other things, a writer. She asked, "What do you write?" He said, "Short stories." She asked, "Your stories are in a book?" He said no. She asked, "Your stories are in a magazine?" He said no. She asked, "Your stories aren't in books or magazines? Then where are they?" He said they were online. She said, "Oh, so you're not really a writer."