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Alice Doesn't Live Here Anymore
(Esquire, 1985-04-00)

There is a delicatessen near where I work; it has a service bar in the back, and sometimes at the end of the day I will stop in there. One night I did. The bartender said, "A friend of yours was in the restaurant the other day." "Oh?" I said. "Who's that?" "Alice Cooper," the bartender said. That seemed odd. "Are you sure?" I said. "It was him all right," the bartender said. "He had his wife and daughter with him." "What do you suppose he was doing in Chicago?" I said. ...

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