I saw you running down 65th St & I asked, "Are you going to Mike Birbiglia?" and you said yes. "Where is the theater?" I asked and you said you didn't know. Panicked, I started running too, and you were kind enough to let me draft you. We got to the middle of the block and I started shouting, "IS THIS THE VIVIAN BEAUMONT THEATER" & eventually someone said that they thought it was upstairs. That was good enough for us, so we rushed up. Luckily, the theater was there. You met your friend & I never saw you again. Your name is F—; I would love to see you again, and perhaps we don't need to be in such a hurry next time.
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