You and I probably came to New York for the same reasons: Fame, fortune, a handsome boyfriend with a West Village townhouse, a compound in the Pines , and a NetJet ownership. And I realize that, early every morning when you run all around inside the wall, it's probably because the size of your apartment is getting to you. Believe me, I have been there.
That said, please be forewarned. Should all that scratching yield you a spot to squeeze through on my side of the wall, it will be on like Donkey Kong.
XOXO
Scott
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