Thursday, February 14, 2008

sommelier, lower east side, 11:42pm

I was a teen star in Italy growing up. I hated it. People staring at you when you’re out. And always I had the worst fans. The girl with one leg. That was my fan. “Hey, Guido, guess who is here for you!” And the girl who called. My grandfather and I have the same name. She call his house. She get my grandmother. My grandmother says, oh yes, here is his number. Then the girl call all the time. What is your favorite movie? she wants to know. What is your favorite drink? At 7am!

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