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the　wordVogue　printed　on　it；　and　her　brown　hair　was　cut　in　a　short　bob　with　thick；

bronze…highlighted　bangs。　She　continued　to　type。Note：　Ask　Jed　where　the　film　came　from。

Vanessa　considered　nudging　her　gently　and　saying；　？I　made　it；？　but　she　decided　it　would　be　more

fun　to　stay　quiet　and　see　what　happened。　Maybe　someone　would　detest　the　film　and　make　a　big

stink　about　it　and　Vanessa　would　bee　known　as　the　infamous　filmmaker　whose　bitterly　honest

portrayal　of　New　York　had　been　a　real　downer　at　Fashion　Week。　She　wondered　how　Dan　was

doing　at　the　Better　Than　Naked　show。　She　imagined　him　asking　that　hot　new　Brazilian

super…model？Anike；　or　whatever　her　name　was？for　a　light　without　even　knowing　who　she　was。

That　was　the　thing　Vanessa　most　loved　about　Dan；　his　divine　innocence。

The　film　came　to　the　part　where　she？d　filmed　two　old　men　wearing　matching　red…and…black　plaid

wool　jackets　and　black　wool　caps　playing　chess　in　Washington　Square　Park。　One　guy？s　head

bobbed　against　his　chest；　his　burning　cigar　perched　precariously　on　his　sagging　lower　lip　as　he

began　to　fall　asleep。　The　other　guy　snapped　his　fingers　to　make　sure　his　partner　was　asleep　before

moving　the　chess　pieces　around　and　nudging　his　sleeping　friend　awake　again。

Inside　Highway　1　the　sounds　of　the　storm　faded　and　boisterous　big…band　music　began　to　play。　A

giant　cardboard　boat　was　hauled　onto　the　stage　by　muscular　male　models　pulling　thick　white　ropes

and　wearing　only　simple　navy　blue　briefs。　The　boat　came　to　a　stop　and　the　gangplank　was　lowered。

Out　came　the　models；　two　at　a　time？there　must　have　been　a　hundred　of　them；　and　how　had　they　all

fit　into　that　boat？？all　dressed　in　navy　blue　satin　bra…and…panty　sets；　with　white　fish…net

over…the…knee　stockings；　white　elbow…length　gloves　and　white　suede　over…the…knee　boots。　After

marching　down　the　gangplank　with　military…style　efficiency　they　began　a　plicated　dance　that

looked　like　a　cross　between　air　traffic　control　and　water　ballet。　Suddenly　the　neat　rows　of

gesticulating　models　parted　to　reveal　a　dapper　dude　with　curly；　shoulder…length　red　hair；　wearing　a

white　three…piece　suit；　carrying　a　jewel…encrusted　gold　cane；　andtap…dancing　。

No　joke。

Red　curls　bouncing；　he　tap…danced　right　up　to　the　end　of　the　runway；　stopped　on　a　dime；　and

began　to　applaud　the　audience。　Behind　him　the　models　stood　on　one　leg；　with　the　other　knee

raised　high；　like　flamingos；　applauding；　too。　Then　the　music　stopped　and　the　audience　went　wild。

The　redhead　had　to　be　Jedediah　Angel；　Vanessa　decided；　and　he　was　standing　directly　in　front　of

her。　He　took　a　deep　bow；　looking　a　bit　like　the　Wizard　of　Oz　in　his　tight　white　suit。　Suddenly　he

pointed　at　her　and　began　to　whoop　and　clap；　motioning　for　her　to　stand　up。　Vanessa　shook　her

head；　alarmed；　but　Jedediah　Angel　kept　on　beckoning　to　her。　？Stand　up；　baby！　Standup　！？

The　crowd　was　going　crazy　now。　They　didn？t　even　know　who　the　hell　Vanessa　was；　but　if

Jedediah　Angel　wanted　her　to　bow；　she　must　besomebody　。　Giving　in；　Vanessa　stood　up；　her　face

burning　with　embarrassment　and　her　shoulders　shaking　in　an　uncharacteristically　nervous　fit　of　the