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"Great, baby I gotta run What job, you crazy chick?"

"Guess?"

"Matsuda? Gap?" I grin, li behind ht"

"No Guess?"

"Baby, I already did You’reas I pull away

"Baby, you’re great," I shout back "Call e But only at the club Peace"

"Guess?, Victor!" she calls out

"Baby, you’re a face to watch," I say, already putting a Walkman on, already on 61st "A star of to "Let’s have drinks at Monkey Bar after the shows are over on Sunday!" I’ toward Alison’s place Passing a newsstand by the new Gap, I notice I’m still on the cover of the current issue of YouthQuake, looking pretty cool-the headline 27 AND HIP in bold purple letters above ot to buy another copy, but since I don’t have any cash there’s no way

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From 72nd and Madison I called Alison’s doorman, who has verified that outside her place on 80th and Park Daet there I can pull up to the entrance and roll my Vespa into the lobby, where Juan-who’s a pretty decent-looking guy, about twenty-four-is hanging out in unifor the moped into the elevator, Juan comes out from behind the front desk

"Hey Victor, did you talk to Joel Wilkenfeld yet?" Juan’s asking, following me "I mean, last week you said you would and-"

"Hey baby, it’s cool, Juan, it’s cool," I say, inserting the key, unlocking the elevator, pressing the button for the top floor

Juan presses another button, to keep the door open "Butwith-"

"I’ain for the top floor "You’re the next Markus Schenkenberg You’re the white Tyson" I reach over and push his hand away

"Heythe Door Open button