Not long ago, a well-connected American friend called and asked if I would like to attend a party. "What kind of party?" I asked. I'm hesitant, I've been rushing movies lately, and I'm very busy. The way he persuaded me also had to do with culture. "You need to learn more about American culture, right? A gathering like this will help you in your work in the United States."
With the idea of learning more about American culture, I went to a place in northern Maryland. On the way I was thinking, what kind of party will this be? Is it possible to be like the one described in Ang Lee's film "The Ice Storm"? The men present handed over the car keys, and after they were gathered together, the women would randomly select a pair from it?
The car followed the GPS to a large house. Compared to the few cars parked there, my Accord is a lame ugly duckling. The three vehicles that have arrived first are a Lincoln SUV, a Mercedes-Benz and an Audi A8. I feel a little guilty, even if my car keys are drawn, the situation may not be easy to control.
The more than 20 people present were all old and beautiful. Everyone introduced their occupations, including police officers, computer engineers, accountants, etc., as well as a pastor. David Taylor is a former American football star, he is tall and strong, at least 1.95 meters tall, so he must drive a Lincoln SUV.
George, a neurologist with a high salary, drove three hours from Pennsylvania. Before we started, George and David chatted about a tidbit of golf at a resort in South Carolina last weekend and plans for a trip to Barbados in the Caribbean next weekend.
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