When Playwright Neil Simon first married, he and his wife Joan moved into an apartment in a brownstone on East Tenth Street in Manhattan. It was four flights up, plus the additional steps of the front stoop. When deliverymen arrived with the furniture, they collapsed on it and sat there for a quarter of an hour with their mouths open and only the whites of their eyes showing.
One piece of furniture was a large single bed. In the Simons' bedroom, it reached from wall to wall. To get to the closet, they had...
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