reconnaissance　from　the　sidewalk　indicated　that　noRunway
  Clackers　were　amid　the　crowds　in　the　lobby；　and　I　proceeded　to
  heave　my　weight　against　the　revolving　door。　Nothing　had
  changed　in　the　five　months　since　I’d　last　been　there：　I　could
  see　Ahmed　behind　the　register　in　the　newsstand；　and　a　huge；
  glossy　poster　advertised　thatChic　would　be　hosting　a　party　at
  Lotus　that　weekend。　Although　I　technically　should’ve　signed
  in；　I　instinctively　walked　directly　toward　the　turnstiles。
  Immediately；　I　heard　a　familiar　voice　call　out；“I　can’t
  remember　if　I　cried　when　I　read　about　his　widowed　bride；　but
  something　touched　me　deep　inside；　the　day；　the　music　died。　And
  we　were　singing　。　。　。”　“American　Pie”！What　a　sweetie；　I
  thought。　This　was　the　good…bye　song　that　I’d　never　gotten　to
  sing。　I　turned　to　see　Eduardo；　as　large　and　sweaty　as　usual；
  grinning。　But　not　at　me。　In　front　of　the　turnstile　closest　to
  him　stood　a　toweringly　skinny　girl　with　jet　black　hair　and
  green　eyes；　wearing　a　dynamite　pair　of　tight；　pinstripe　pants
  and　a　navel…revealing　tank　top。　She　also　happened　to　be
  balancing　a　small　tray　with　three　Starbucks　Coffees；　an
  overflowing　bag　of　newspapers　and　magazines；　three　hangers
  with　plete　outfits　dangling　from　each　one；　and　a　duffel
  monogrammed　with　the　initials　“MP。”　Her　Cell　Phone　began　to
  ring　just　as　I　realized　what　was　happening；　and　she　looked　so
  panicked　I　thought　she　might　cry　on　the　spot。　But　when　her
  repeated　banging　against　the　turnstile　failed　to　elicit　entry；
  she　sighed　deeply　and　sang；“’Bye；　’bye；　Miss　American　Pie；
  drove　my　Chevy　to　the　levee；　but　the　levee　was　dry；　and　good
  old　boys　were　drinking　whiskey　and　rye；　singing　this　will　be
  the　day　that　I　die；　this　will　be　the　day　that　I　die　。　。　。”
  When　I　looked　back　to　Eduardo；　he　smiled　quickly　in　my
  direction　and　winked。　And　then；　while　the　pretty　brunette　girl
  finished　singing　her　verse；　he　buzzed　me　through　like　I　was
  someone　who　mattered。
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