I saw you running down 65th St & I asked, "Are you going to Mike Birbiglia?" and you said yes. I took off after you, & you were kind enough to let me draft you. We got to the middle of the street and I started yelling out, "IS THIS THE VIVIAN BEAUMONT THEATER" & eventually someone said it was upstairs. It was. You met your friend & I never saw you again. Your name is F— & I would love to rectify that—we don't need to be in such a hurry next time.
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