Had he been in America, he could have consulted Dear Abby or Dr. Joyce Brothers. In London he could think of no one on whose acumen he could place a similar reliance. There was Aunt Phyllis on the weekly paper for which he did a good deal of work, but Aunt Phyllis was a fat man in his fifties with a passion for lager beer and a ribald outlook on life, and he shrank from confiding in him.
(from The Girl in Blue, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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