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The Sordid Saga of a Student and a Statue

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The Sordid Saga of a Student and a Statue

Two teachers lost in love. One horny high schooler. And a priceless collection of ancient art. What could possibly go wrong?

Florina Rodov
May 5, 2014
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Illustrations by Sam Sharpe

The sublime beauty of teaching high school in New York City is that no matter how impoverished your neighborhood, the grandest cultural institutions are merely a train ride away. On any given day, I can escort my rapturous children to ponder Fellini at Film Forum, inhale the scent of cherry blossoms at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden, catch a diminutive diva belting out Gypsy on Broadway or a not-so-diminutive diva aria-ing La Boheme at The Metropolitan Opera, and end the outing lolling on Strawberry Fields, nibbling on cupcakes from Magnolia Bakery and reflecting on all we have learned.

If I have the opportunity to so enhance the cultural life of my precious cherubs, why in heaven would I deprive them of this experience?

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