Tully:
You can really write. Why do you live like a bum?
Henry:
I am a bum. What do you want me to do? Do you want me to write about the sufferings of the upper classes?
Tully:
This may be news to you but they suffer too.
Henry:
Hey baby, nobody suffers like the poor.
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