… Of course； silly … Serena exclaimed。 … It is not as well nerd。
… OK … Nate agreed； still holding the book。 … I will。
Serena hung up。 Facing her； sitting on the couch of red and white chintz； Kati and Isabel
were busy to phone； scheduling the buffet and beverage ordering more than ever need。 Serena
smiled to herself。 It was half as interesting Nate said only that the party was going after
it said that Blair would be there。 He had a feeling that would be a very interesting
new…year。
the tormented artists suddenly have their moment
Still using the same coffee…stained white shirt to wear for almost a week； Dan had almost
filled an entire block with morbid poems about love poetry was a hoax invented by Hallmark
to sell cards of Valentine's Day and give people the false impression that their life had
meaning。 Now he was working on a poem entitled 〃Car Full of Stones；〃 about a guy who fills
your car from stones and leads to a river because the car reminds of the ex…girlfriend who
liked to go out there and listen to the static car instead of music。
Jenny knocked on the door。
… Have a letter for you； Mr。 total recluse。
Dan dropped the pen and opened the door。 Jenny was wearing a robe pink and had a mustache of
white cream。 She spent an envelope。
… What is it in your face？ … Asked him； getting the letter。
… I depilando … she said； turning up and following the corridor to the bathroom。
Do not know what that means； Dan thought； closing the door。 Jenny was spending too much time
stuck at home reading of fashion magazines； but bined well with her for being a bitch。
Dan turned the thin white envelope and examined the address of the sender。 It was the New
Yorker； probably offering a signature； when his father was a lifetime subscriber。 He opened
and deployed a sheet of paper that was inside。
Dear Mr。 Humphrey；
Thank you for sending your poem； 〃Whores〃； to The New Yorker。 Our congratulations！ I am
happy to inform you that post your poem in our edition of the Valentine's Day。 Fill； if your
interest； the Author's information sheet attached to this so we can include aglumas
information about you on our colleagues。 A check for 800 will be sent。
Happy New…Year！
Jani Price
Publisher
That was a joke； 〃said Dan He releu up the letter twice before letting it fall into the bed；
the whole body trembling with fear。 The New Yorker rarely published poems by unknown
authors； and Jani Price was famous for sending letters of rejection unpleasant； such as。
〃Good try！〃 Or 〃Sorry； Charlie。〃 Dan reviewed the letter。 It looked authentic。 Then read the
letter again； his hands still shaking madly with the idea that a stranger … and even more so
famous in the literary world as Jani Price … had read his poem。
The more I thought about it； became more evident that the only person who could have sent
the poem to the magazine was Vanessa。 As if it had not already caused enough damage。 What
the hell … not； what the fuck she was thinking？
Dan threw the letter on the bed and took a dirty shirt。 First would take a hot bath and wear
clothes files。
At last！
Then went straight to Brooklyn to make a hole in Vanessa。 As she dared violate his work
sending it to someone without having to work to ask him first？ Who thought that was it；
anyway？ Her fairy godmother croppy and boots to fight？
How about the Bad Good Witch of the East？
Ruby finally had recovered a Sony digital camera and Vanessa was sitting on the puter；
downloading images of pendants of ice and placing them in his new movie； shortly before the
passage of pigeons empoleirados on a garbage truck。 She had already deleted from the film
Nate and Jenny in the snow and decided to leave everything behind and focus on new movie。
Besides the pigeons empoleirados in the trash； a bald…head doll and went caolha a torn bag
of garbage。 It was sensational。
A box of instant message appeared on the upper right corner of the monitor and Vanessa
clicked it； hoping it was Dan By then he should already know the New Yorker and maybe I was
sending a message to thank because they decided to publish and everything was forgiven。 But
the address in the message was not to Dan
KM10001： ptm is vanessa Abrams； filmmaker？
Gatacareca： perhaps
KM10001： I am looking for the person who filmed those kids in the park。 work with the camera
is unbelievable。
Gatacareca： really？ Who says？
KM10001： Ken Mogul。 Seahorse did； maybe you've seen。 then I'm talking to the right person？
Gatacareca： is。
KM10001： wow。 I wanted to work with you too。 I'm finishing a film now that I have to Cannes。
you care？
Gatacareca： I'm still in secondary。 but I care。
KM10001： legal。 I can see you somewhere？ type today； later？ I'm in NY。
Gatacareca： I shoot in Central Park at night 10 hours； there。 I find there？
KM10001： great。 adorei see your work。 I see you there。
Gatacareca： bye。
Vanessa returned to edit his film knowing it was a great possibility that the person who had
talked with her in fact be one of the friends of Nate mauricinhos who were now opening a
hole in the ice of the lake in Central Park to shoot in the water freezing and Vanessa afogá
it because of the link that was circulating。
Or perhaps it was actually Ken Mogul； the alternative film； one of his heroes。 Laughed loud。
She was a goofy and for both e…mail。 But who knows？ Everything was possible。
Gossipgirl
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themes / previous / next / do a question / answer
Warning： all the real names of places； people and events were curtailed to protect the
innocent。 I mean； I do。
Hi； guys！
HOW TO HAVE A PARTY FOR NEW YEAR…the busiest WORLD
Two tips：
1） Get stuck in me。 I know where is the movida。
2） Kiss people。 The midnight today is the time throughout the year in which you have an open
invitation to kiss pletely unknown people without having to give any explanation。 So go
on！
Your email
Q： Dear Gossip Girl；
Okay； so I'm not a big fofoqueira but I tell you in that I am still here in St。 Barts。 You
know that guy who was with B…M？ Well； B； after leaving； he stayed with one that teaches
French and they went water skiing muitotempo together。
… Bean
A： Dude bean；
Thanks for the information。 I am sorry for you being stuck there instead of being here。
Moreover； you should gossip more often。 Let your skin bright。
… GG
Flagra
The walking with his boxer by Park Avenue。 I imagine that he has returned from St。 Barts；
even with the friend M getting there。 Flow catching a plane in LA for the Kennedy Airport in
New York early this morning。 Oh； yeah？ B is venturing out to buy a house for hair spray
extragrande Fréderic Fekkai at Zitomer Pharmacy in Madison。 It seems that it is preparing an
extravagant hairstyle for the party of tonight。 I am dying to see。 I am dying to see you
all！
The only party that is worth
If you have not received one of these； then you may very well leave the city。
There is a Mané。
e celebrate the new Year…me！
Theme： A Night in Paradise Very Mad
Where？ In the Ice Castle； West 19th Street
When？ Saturday night； DAA； from 9 to 。。。
Take what？ You and your friends who fit in the elevator。
See you there！
… Serena
Our life is better than the FILMS
If our life was a movie for teenagers bum； convidaríamos all officials of the admission of
all the universities to which the candidates to leave us and cuidaríamos so much fun that
they would let us decide。 But our life is better than the movies and we need not reach that
far to get into college。 Is not it？
I can not wait to see who's kissing whom at midnight！
For you who love me；
gossip girl
j away from home
Jenny had scrapes； epilator； pliers； esfoliado and hydrate the entire body； fucked the
nails； dry the hair and makeup applied a subtle in shades of bronze and other according to a
map that had kept the magazine Allure。 Then put the thong and the same pair of black velvet
that used in the special day in the park； with a tight black top with V…neck and wire gold
that seemed brega the hanger but it was great。
According to her； I mean。
Finally； she put the turquoise pendant that Nate and had a pair of black high…heeled boots
with which I could not walk right； but who care for it？ They were six hours； and the last
two and a half hours she tried to distract seeing Osbournes reprise of triggering off slowly
and a bag of Pepperidge Farm whole of cheddar cheese； while maintaining the cell…blue
metallic nestled on the lap。 But now they were eight and a half of New Year's Eve； and Nate
had not yet connected。
Jenny was so concerned with preparing the body for the night and wait for the call from Nate
not understand what the rest of the family was doing。 She turned off the TV and went to the
hall。
The door was ajar for Dan and she opened it pletely。 The puter was turned off and
there was no fire lit cigarettes in the ashtray。
… Dan？ … Called it； but there was no response。
She gave a half…turn and down the corridor to the office of her father。 The door was open。
Empty。
… Dad？ … But； again； no response。
Traditionally； on the eve of New Year…； Rufus went with some friends for a marathon of
reading poetry in a cafe in Greenwich Village。 It seemed that he had already left。
Jenny pressed some buttons on the mobile phone and immediately dialed the number of Nate。
The messaging system responded again。
〃If you're trying to talk to 。。。〃； said the robot voice of women。
〃Nate；〃 said Nate with their voice。
〃Please dial one and leave a message； or wait for the signal；〃 continued the voice of
robotised woman。
… I am again … piou Jenny； trying to lively opinion。 … I think you're stuck in traffic or
something。 I think for now the party of Serena。 Maybe I can to stop the taxi in his home；
and I inter。 Anyway； hope to see you before midnight！ All right。 I love you。 Bye。
Jenny hung up and went to the room to grab the bag and coat。 And if she w