I saw you at Barney's last September. You were sitting alone at the bar at Fred's, drinking iced tea, dipping olive bread into oil and stuffing your face. You were wearing a hot Pucci short dress and screaming in Porteguese into your headset, waving your hands around while switching conversations between your gold Razr and your Blackberry and sometimes texting. God, you must have so many friends. Everyone at the bar was in awe and smiling at you. I love you. Did you see me? Did you see anyone?
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