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Monday, January 24, 2005

Hi, Jay. You're looking ruddy today.

Hi, Vin. Freezing out. I think my whole face is chapped.

Well, it would be, if you're not moisturizing.

Yeah, that's what they say. I'll, uh, think about it. What's up?

Do you have any idea who that little hoodie is who's always darting around Nina's office?

Yeah, that guy? I don't know. Some kind of delivery guy. I figure, maybe, one of those trade pubs that they have someone deliver special, so you feel like it's worth the few hundred bucks a year?

Hmm. Anything's possible these days. But you'd think they'd get someone who more looks the part, right? More Washington Financial and less Washington Square Park?

Yeah, I guess. I don't really know. Why?

Oh, just wondering. When I was younger, I would have really wanted to know, if you know what I mean. Now, you could say my tastes have matured. Settled down a little, grown up a little. Do you know what I mean, Jay?

Um, yeah, Vinnie, sure. I guess so. I mean, for example, I like older women now more than I did when I was younger. When I liked younger women. Before.

Just shows you, tastes can change, and do. Talk to you later, Jay.

Sure, Vin. See you round.

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