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He　was　not　the　hold　up　in　a　conversation。　
Blair　took　a　big　gulp　and　then　gave　a　shot　over　the　cigarette。　
…　Sucks。　
Nate　felt　that　she　did　not　want　to　talk。　
…　Let　there　…　he　said。　…　Only　six　months　for　graduation。　
They　looked　with　a　face　of　fear。　
…　Six　months　…　said　Blair；　taking　another　big　gulp。　
…　It　is　too　long　…　Nate　said；　concluding　the　thought　of　her。　
Blair　risked　almost　a　smile。　That　was　another　thing　she　loved　in　Nate。　He　always　knew　

exactly　what　she　was　thinking。　
…　It　is　crazy　…　Nate　continued；　stimulated　by　the　suggestion　of　a　smile　in　it。　…　Next　year；　

by　then；　we　will　be　with　other　guys　that　we　know　in　college。　People　do　not　know　it　exists。
Blair　bite　of　the　cherry　cocktail；　watching　Serena　hit　the　bottom　with　two　men　of　dark　hair　

for　twenty　years　that　the　sailor　wore　matching　outfits　and　seemed　twins。　
…　I　can　not　wait　…　she　said。　…　After　it　is　to　Yale；　I　will　never　return。　
Nate　smiled。　He　loved　how　Blair　always　thought　that　was　going　to　Yale。　
…　I　have　to　go　visit　you；　then。　
The　vodka　was　going　up　to　the　head　of　Blair。　She　could　see　that　Nate　was　trying　to　talk　to　

her　as　if　nothing　had　happened；　as　if　he　had　not　exchanged　for　a　pre…school　and　spent　the　

last　month　avoiding　it　altogether。　It　was　irritating　way；　but　it　was　also　wonderful　way；　as　

part　of　its　roadmap　in　which　Colin　Audrey　realized　that　she　had　acted　with　the　same　horrible　

way　that　she　acted　with　him　and　therefore　she　decided　to　love　him　even　more。　Blair　sighed　

and　closed　the　fund　drink。　I　had　forgotten　how　were　the　eyes　of　Nate。　
Charlie　Dern　toward　them　and　was　greeted　Nate；　beating　the　palms。　
…　Hey；　wele　back；　man。　I　saw　your　ass　on　that　Web　site。　Nice　move！　
But　that　sense　of　opportunity。　
…　Thanks；　man　…　Nate　replied；　trying　to　stay　cool。　…　See　you　later　…　he　added；　giving　to　

understand　the　Charlie　that　he　wanted　to　discuss　the　matter。　
Charlie　Blair　went　out　and　put　another　cigarette　in　the　mouth。　
…　What　he　means；　and　sent　in　what？　
Nate　opened　the　Zippo　and　lit　a　cigarette　it。　If　Blair　had　not　heard　of　him　and　Jennifer　on　

that　site　that　everyone　mented；　he　definitely　wanted　things　continue　like　that。　
…　Nothing　not　…　he　replied。　
A　fuse　of　sand…brown　hair　fell　on　his　forehead　and　the　Blair　departed　for　Nate；　so　it　is　

smiling　at　him　while　he　return　the　smile。　
Almost　like　old　times。　
Almost。　
to　find　a　distraction　

Shortly　after　ten；　the　half…brother　of　Blair　gone；　Aaron；　left　the　elevator　and　entered　the　

loft　in　a　cloud　of　cigarette　smoke　of　course；　using　one　of　your　shirts　LEGALIZE　HEMP　

surprisingly　pale　and　looking　for　those　who　spent　a　week　in　St。　Barts。　
Then　his　eyes　swept　away　the　crowd　of　drinkers；　smokers　and　dancers　suados　and　fell　on　Blair　

and　Nate　talking　next　to　the　bar；　eyes　glued　in　the　face　of　each　other。　The　heart　of　Aaron　

hit　in　the　chest　wall。　Blair　seemed　like　a　person　pletely　different　from　Blair　in　St。　

Barts。　She　was　shining。　
He　wanted　to　go　there　to　apologize　and　try　to　explain　the　behavior　in　the　village　idiot；　but　

then　thought　better　not　do　that。　It　was　a　party　and　everyone　should　have　fun。　He　would　wait　

until　tomorrow　if　Blair　was　not　quite　hangover。　
On　the　trail；　Serena　saw　the　skytech　desarrumadas　means　of　Aaron　and　danced　towards　him；　the　

hair　bands　with　a　pink　rocking　and　fingers　painted　silver　shining。　She　threw　his　arms　in　the　

neck　and　shook　him　on　the　cheek　colored　ear　of　Aaron。　
…　I'm　so　glad　you　came！　…　She　said；　appears　to　be　even　happier。　
…　I　…　gruniu　Aaron；　thinking　that　perhaps　was　being　sincere。　
…　Where　the　Miles？　He　did　not　e　with　you？　
Aaron　shook　his　head。　
…　He　is　still　in　St。　Barts。　It　means　someone　who　met　there。　
Serena　laughed。　
…　Ah；　knew；　huh？　
Aaron　put　his　hands　in　the　pockets　of　the　olive…green　pants　and　looked　at　Blair　and　Nate　

again。　
Serena　followed　the　look　of　it。　Why　Aaron　Blair　always　looked　for　anything　with　that　so　sad？　
…　It　is　nice　to　see　the　two　together　again；　right？　…　She　dropped　out　of　breath；　hoping　that　

he　agreed。　
Aaron　is　forced　to　approve。　Blair　was　not　his；　and　she　seemed　happy。　
…　It　is　…　he　said。　…　Yeah。　
Serena　has　the　arm　to　it；　taking　it　to　the　runway。　
…　e　on　…　she　screamed　…；　let's　dance！　
She　smelled　like　patchouli　and　sandalwood；　barefoot　and　it　was　exactly　the　same　height　of　

Aaron。　Wow；　saw　Aaron　while　Serena　prying　golden　arms　and　agile　on　the　head　and　gave　a　

little　spin；　their　hair　flying　in　all　directions。　She　is　really　beautiful。　
As　everyone　around　the　world　already　had　not　noticed　that。　
He　could　be　a　little　peaked　when　he　arrived；　but　someone　was　about　to　have　a　very　happy　

new…year。　
not　even　in　new　york　

Vanessa　did　not　like　the　idea　of　kissing　a　bunch　of　drunks　that　did　not　like　much　and　shout　

〃Happy　New　Year…〃。　It　was　kind　of　the　nightmare　of　it。　So　instead　of　going　to　the　festival　

of　Serena；　she　got　the　filming　equipment；　put　lots　of　clothes　and　took　the　subway　to　Central　

Park。　Everyone　was　cool　that　would　be　the　party　of　Serena；　then　why　not　see　what　would　make　

people　who　were　not　antenadas？　Only　negative　was　seven　degrees　outside　and　the　temperature　

was　dropping。　I　could　not　get　anything　more　inappropriate　than　the　race's　annual　midnight　in　

the　park　frozen。　It　was　the　perfect　oute　for　the　film　about　New　York。　
She　began　shooting　as　people　were　preparing　for　the　race　at　the　entrance　of　the　park；　near　

the　dam；　the　89　East。　Had　started　to　snow；　then　it　was　a　challenge　to　keep　the　lens　clean　

and　lighting　correct；　but　the　park　was　incredibly　pure　and　beautiful　in　its　thin　layer　of　

newly　fallen　snow；　and　all　the　runners　were　in　full　frenzy。　This　would　be　even　better　than　

the　head　of　the　doll　garbage　truck。　
…　You　are　every　year；　or　is　the　first　time？　…　Vanessa　asked　a　man　using　only　Bermuda　

emaciate　of　denim　and　basketball　shoes　without　socks。　She　has　a　zoom　in　your　chest　magrelo　

and　haggard；　looking　for　assaduras　cold；　but　what　is　not　scared　to　see　none。　
…　First　time？　…　Exclaimed　the　man；　pulling　his　hair　gray　sticky　in　a　tail…to…horse　and　

smiling　at　her　with　the　tobacco…stained　teeth。　…　I　look　blank　for　you？　
Thick。　
Vanessa　was　happy　to　be　his　face　hidden　by　the　camera。　
…　All　right　…　she　said；　retreating。　…　Good　luck。　
She　returned　to　a　woman　who　should　have　some　seventy　years　of　using　a　mink　coat；　shoes　and　

Chanel　ears　of　mink；　leading　a　white　standard　poodle　who　also　had　a　coat　of　mink。　
…　Hi；　and　who　is　this　here？　…　Vanessa　hum；　lowering　itself　to　the　pet　dog。　
…　We　love　running　in　the　snow。　…　The　woman　smiled　happily；　shriveled　lips　with　a　thick　layer　

of　orange…pink　lipstick。　The　white　hair　was　pulled　up　in　a　coke　and　cheeks　were　coarse　Ruge　

of　orange。　…　All　my　children　are　grown　and　my　husband　is　in　the　casinos　of　Nice；　then　Angel　

and　I　came　here　to　have　fun。　
…　I　…　said　Vanessa；　but　obviously　she　had　not　children；　nor　husband；　nor　dog。　She　smiled　at　

the　woman　as　conspirasse　with　her。　…　It　is　exciting；　is　not　it？　
The　woman　was　taking　something　from　the　bag　Hermès　Kelly　green；　and　Vanessa　has　a　zoom　in　

that　could　see：　botinhas　red　rubber。　
…　Once　he　gets　balls　of　snow　in　feet　…　she　explained；　crouch　to　close　the　botinhas　feet　with　

Velcro　in　the　poodle。　
…　And　they　have　much　style　…　Vanessa　pleted。　
Now　she　knew　what　people　meant　when　saying　〃Just　even　in　New　York。〃　Only　in　New　York　that　

you　find　a　woman　and　her　poodle　with　mink　coats　of　bining　in　a　race　at　midnight　with　that　

creep　of　Bermuda。　And　now　Vanessa　had　a　title　for　your　film：　Only　even　in　New　York。　It　was　

brilliant；　even　though　she　said　it　herself。　
From　boots；　Angel　trot　in　a　circle；　showing　them。　
…　Good　boy！　…　Vanessa　said；　following　him　closely　with　the　camera。　
She　was　so　delighted　with　the　subject　have　not　understood　that　his　hero；　Ken　Mogul；　rode　

over　there　and　it　sat　in　a　seat　to　observe　the　park。　

Dan　sought　by　Vanessa　for　hours。　First　was　to　her　apartment；　which　would　have　been　the　most　

obvious　place　to　find　it；　but　after　touching　the　doorbell　some　14　times　in　the　windows　and　

shout；　he　finally　gave　up。　Then　he　went　to　the　Five　and　Dime；　the　bar　in　Williamsburg　where　

the　band　Ruby；　the　SugarDaddy；　played。　Ruby　was　busy　rehearsing　with　the　band；　but　Dan　said　

that　Vanessa　had　said　something　about　shooting　people　crazy　in　a　park　at　midnight。　
That　encouraging。　As　each　city　park　was　not　full　of　crazy　people。　
Dan　first　tried　in　Madison　Square　Park；　where　Vanessa　had　filmed　a　scene　of　war　and　peace。　

But　except　for　some　people　who　walk　with　the　dogs　and　a　man　who　slept　on　a　bench　with　a　

paper　bag　on　his　head；　the　park　was　quiet。　Then　he　tried　to　Washington　Square　Park；　which　

was　full　of　hipsters　skater　and　students　of　the　University　of　New　York　lighting　Bombinhas　

illegal。　Finally　he　returned　to　center　and　went　to　Central　Park；　wandering　aimlessly　and　

xingando　Vanessa　for　not　believe　in　cell　phones。　He　circumvented　the　dam；　watching　the　

flakes　of　snow　that　are　floating　around　and　clashed；　asking　where　it　had　gone　to　the　ducks。　

Then　he　saw　a　crowd　gathered　near　the　entrance　of　the　park　on　89th　And；　making　his　way　by　

the　crowd；　talking　to　people　while　looking　through　his　video　camera；　was　a　pale　girl　in　

black　above；　a　knitted　hat　and　black　bat　boots　to　black。　
Dan　followed　by　steps　of　stone　that　led　to　the　dam　and　it　sat　on　a　bench　near　the　park　with　

a　man　about　thirty　years；　short　red　hair　and　skin　Freckled　who　wore　a　face　ski　jacket　with　

dark…gray　hooded　fur。　The　man　was　sitting　on　the　bare　hands　and　seemed　to　be　watching　

intensely　Vanessa。　
…　See　how　she　gets　behind　the　people　before　they　show　and　talk　with　them？　…　Asked　the　man　to　

Dan；　pointing　to　Vanessa。　…　It　is　as　if　she　wanted　to　know　what　they　do　not　know　about　

themselves。　
Dan　seats。　Who　the　hell　was　this　guy；　anyway？　
…　I　love　the　way　she　mixes　with　the　background　at　times；　being　so　quiet；　letting　people　do　

what　they　are　doing。　She　is　beautiful。　
Dan　turned　and　faced　the　subject。　I　wanted　to　give　him　a　punch。　
The　man　raised　his　hand。
…　Hi；　I'm　Ken　Mogul；　filmmaker　…　he　said。　…　You　make　movies？　
Dan　shook　his　head　briefly。　
…　No　…　the　breath　of　it　floated　to　the　sky　in　lufadas　cold　and　white。　…　I　am　a　poet。　
The　two　saw　Vanessa　is　agachar　for　the　poodle　to　sniff　mink　coat　from　the　lens　of　the　

camera。　Dan　is　bent　forward。　She　was　so　lovely　behind　the　camera　and　so　fortable　with　

what　I　did　that　was　difficult　to　believe　that　use　of　the　material　inappropriate　way。　Maybe　

Jenny　was　right　not　to　blame　Vanessa；　he　concluded。　Maybe　she　has　not　had　anything　to　do　

with　that　link。　Somehow　her　work　had　fallen　into　the　wrong　hands。　
…　I　published　anything？　…　Asked　Ken　Mogul。　
…　Not　yet　…　Dan　smiled　to　himself。　…　But　a　poem　I　will　leave　the　New　Yorker　in　the　ing　

months　…　he　added　with　pride。　
what　she　wants　is　not　what　she　has　

They　were　almost　11　of　the　night　when　Jenny　came　to　the　festival　of　Serena。　His　sympathetic　

taxi　driver　had　bee　stuck　in　traffic　in　Times　Square　…　that　everyone　knows　that　is　a　

place　to　be　avoided　in　the　new　Year…crowded　with　tourists　because　it　is　drunk　and　is　a　

plete　nightmare。　Jenny　and　was　then　left　on　foot。　It　felt　cool　and　mature　way；　alone　in　

the　street　at　night；　on　the　way　to　a　party　where　they　finally　see　her　boyfriend　again；　the　

love　of　his　life。　
When　the　elevator　and　out　into　the　loft；　Jenny　unbutton　your　coat　and　handed　the　girl　at　the　

entrance。　The　breasts　estupendos　inflated　in　black　and　gold　top　with　V　neck　in　designing　for　

the　room。　
Hi；　hi！　
Several　men　at　the　party　immediately　recognized　the　little　hair　of　the　link　on　the　Web　that　

was　a　hot　gossip　holidays。　They　stopped　what　they　were　doing　and　began　to　applaud。　
…　Hey；　e　here　and　show　me　your　thong！　…　Screamed　a　drunk　man　was　wearing　a　hat　that　any　

black　out　of　fashion。　
…　Want　to　get　in　my　coat？　…　Shouted　another。　
Jenny　froze　in　the　doorway；　holding　onto　the　bag；　feeling　much　as　Clara　in　the　nutcracker　

when　surrounded　by　the　gang　of　evil　mice。　his　eyes　searched　the　room　looking　desperately　for　

Nate。　
Where；　oh；　where　the　prince　nutcracker　her？　
Across　the　room；　near　the　bar；　a　boy　with　wavy　hair　and　a　golden　girl　of　long　brown　hai