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Once we went here with our Italian princess friend (let's call her Field) whose Daddy's a high-up in Brooklyn sanitation. We got some dyslexic pizza (cheese on the bottom, sauce up top) and cookies and cream spumoni. Then Field took us to get our hair blown out by an effete Chinese man under the D train where Travolta carried that paint can at the beginning of Saturday Night Fever. Yeah, it's basically like that.
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