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Last night my friend Molly and I were walking around after dinner when we passed by a Barnes & Noble and saw a sign for a reading and signing with Candace Bushnell, the author of Sex and the City.
We went in, and the reading was over but Candace was still there signing books.
We stood and stared. She looked great, by the way, I thought. The hair, the clothes. After a few minutes I noticed that one woman had lined up behind us to get her book signed. I stepped aside and explained that we weren’t online and she should move up.
Molly said, “Yeah, we’re just gawking.”
