![]() We attend Manhattan's most elite single-sex private schools. We're an exclusive group of indescribably beautiful people who happen to live in those majestic, green-awninged, white-glove-doorman buildings near Central Park. Don't get out much? Hair so processed it's fried your brain? Perhaps you're not one of us after all and you have no due what I'm talking about or who "we" are. ![]() And the truth is, I've been here all along, because I'm one of you. Hey people! Ever have that totally freakish feeling that someone is listening in on your conversations, spying on you and your friends while you sip lattes on the ivory-colored steps of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, following you to premieres and parties, and just generally stalking you? Well, they are. It had to be you, wonderful you, it had to be you. ![]() For nobody else, gave me a thrill-with allyour faults, I love you still.
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