An Ad in The New Yorker

I used to be in advertising, a copywriter.

I worked with an account executive who would come into my office minutes before he was to leave for a client meeting, in which he was expected to present an ad campaign and for which he had the layout but not the copy, and say, “can you give me a couple of lines of poetry?”

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O to live in a world of purified sentences.