do you like watches? no, i mean, do you REALLY like watches? i like watches so much that i don't even wear one because i can't afford the one i really want and i probably won't ever be able to, so i may never wear one. but i will always admire them. from afar. which one do i want? about five of them. which one do you want? they are beautiful and complicated. look at this one here. spectacular. i am starting to sound like david byrne in the film "true stories," so i will stop. i just got back from an A. Lange & Sohne luncheon at le bernadin, and while we didn't get a watch, we ate, in one sitting, olive bread, foie gras, sea bass, and a creamy mushroomy brothy saucy kind of pasta. i actually didn't eat the foie gras because i don't like foie gras and the manager came over in the middle of the meal and looked really horrified by me and sort of turned towards me with a scowl and then looked away and then cleared the plate and looked up at the sky. it was awkward. on the way out, they gave us a box of chocolates because we definitely needed more food. but i would kill for one of their watches. did i already say that?
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I think I want this one. Wouldn't it just love the fuck out of my wrist?
Of course, it costs about $20 billion dollars, I think. But I'm worth it.
that watch is MAJOR. you need that watch. i will buy it for you because i can definitely afford it.
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