Around we go…

“You know he’s looking at someone else right now. Look, he’s even waving to her.”

“It’s the camera, silly. He’s interested in the photo, not the photographer.”

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“I find the crowd here to be a tad droll. What say we go for a walk – there’s a moon out tonight and the view is spectacular from my terrace on the Inner Drive…”

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“Mr. Mister, the lady over there is asking if you would join her for a drink. She seems very discree… Hey! Put that camera down!”

“Don’t worry, Frankie, it’s fine. I’m shined up pretty tonight, that’s all. Whaddaya expect?”

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Silently, to her hopelessly conflicted self: “Don’t listen to him…don’t look at him…just don’t… “

“Say, pallie boy, we really need to get moving if we’re gonna meet that guy for that thing.”

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“I’ll just pose here for a bit – let him eat his heart out.”

“He’s at the other end of the table for a reason, sweetie – the place is full of his exes and he’s trying to save you from a drink in the face. Why don’t I bring you another cocktail and have the boys play your tune? Couple hours and this’ll all blow over.”

Singer (singing): …Aaand these feel…like someone else’s memories...

-Danny Grosso