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Urban Road Rage

I wanted to take a quick moment to discuss my feelings of road rage. No, not the kind that takes place behind the wheel of a yellow cab, Mack tuck, or cop car fake-using their siren, but the kind that takes place in the much more frightening jungle of the bike lanes and sidewalks. Alert: Rickshaw [...]

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Cab Drivers, Apparent Victims of Horny Women

Rain always makes the New York cab market extra competitive. Last night, I fell prey to two bizarre cab experiences. The first involved fighting over, then sharing, a cab with a man named Bjorn who turned out to be my New York neighbor. The second, more awkward, was my chat with a balding [...]

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Pink Scarves & TV Stars

I haven’t been to Pink in weeks. I was under the impression that I’d actually kicked my Thursday night addiction, yet somehow got dragged there (I blame the wine at dinner) for Wilhelmina’s Modeling Agency’s 40th Anniversary after party last night. The first thing I noticed as I approached the 27th street strip of debauchery [...]

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The Birthday Recap

DISCOVERY: Plastic glasses are not champagne flutes. Despite what I wrote in jest yesterday, last night on my birthday I, a stunning model of good behavior, intended to remain cool, calm, collected and not drunk like a proper hostess my mother would be proud of. This quest was thwarted: Why? Because plastic glasses are not [...]

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Questions for Manhattan Cab Drivers

Like most people in New York I rely on cabs to transport me home after a long night out or take me to the “end of the earth” extreme east and west sides of the city where subways don’t go. Here are my questions for the city’s fascinating drivers who get us where we need [...]

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