"I was sitting at the bar of the Odeon recently, talking with my friend John about a mutual friend, Betsy, who lived in the neighborhood, when Betsy herself appeared beside us, all dressed up. She had “escaped,” she exclaimed (she has an eleven-year-old), and looked at me in that “what are you doing here?” mode of happy surprise, because she had visited me in New Orleans a few weeks earlier. My two-day visit to New York was drawing to a close. Bumping into Betsy at the Odeon was one of those moments of city serendipity that attend comings and goings". Thomas Beller, newyorker.
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