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k　music　morphed　into　opera　and　the　little　boys　left　the　runway　leading　their　goats。

Models　floated　in　wearing　long　black　wool　capes；　peacock　blue　suede　thigh…high　boots；　and

ostrich　feather　headdresses。　They　looked　like　characters　out　of　aLord　of　the　Rings　sequel。

Dan　flipped　open　his　notebook　and　began　to　write。Good　and　bad　witches；　he　scribbled。Hunting

hungry　wolves　。　He　bit　the　end　of　his　pen　and　then　added；Wish　I　could　smoke　a　fucking　cigarette　。

vposes　as　a　poser

For　her　appearance　at　the　Culture　of　Humanity　by　Jedediah　Angel　show　at　Highway　1　in　Chelsea；

Vanessa　broke　her　tradition　of　wearing　only　black　and　borrowed　Ruby？s　red　scoop…neck　top　with

three…quarter…length　sleeves。　It　was　the　same　top　she？d　worn　once　before　and　gotten　a　lot　of

pliments　on；　probably　because　it　was　so　low　it　revealed　her　soft；　pale　cleavage　and　a　hint　of

her　black　lace　bra。　Vanessa　had　arrived　late　because　her　sister　had　insisted　she　take　a　cab；　and　of

course　the　cab　had　gotten　stuck　in　the　snow　near　Union　Square。　While　the　driver　yelled　at　the

towing　pany　on　his　cell　phone　with　Lite　FM　blaring　from　the　speakers；　Vanessa　had　jumped

ship。　When　she？d　finally　made　it　to　the　club；　her　ears　had　been　frozen　solid　and　she？d　looked　like

a　walking　snowball。　The　fashion　show　had　already　started　and　she？d　been　sure　they？d　turn　her

away　at　the　huge　garage　door　that　served　as　an　entrance；　but　when　she？d　given　her　name　to　the　girl

at　the　door；　a　security　guard　with　a　flashlight　had　been　appointed　to　personally　escort　Vanessa　to

her　seat　in　thecenter　of　thefront　row　。　The　chair　had　a　card　taped　to　it　with

CHRISTINARICCIcrossed　out　in　black　marker　and　VANESSAABRAMSwritten　in　inste