ect：　Your　Poem

Hi　Dan；

I’m　hoping　this　is　the　same　Dan　Humphrey　who　went　to　Riverside　Prep；　and　who　wrote　Serena　in　The　New　Yorker？　It’s　Serena　van　der　Woodsen；　from　high　school。　How　are　you？　I　just　read　your　poem　and　loved　it。　Would　you　want　to　meet　me　for　coffee　sometime？

SvD

From：　dhumphrey3@columbia。edu

To：　svw@vanderWoodsen。

Subject：　Re：　Your　Poem

Serena；

Hey！　It’s　really　great　to　hear　from　you。　How’ve　you　been？　I’d　love　to　meet　up　for　coffee；　where　and　whenever。

—Dan

P。S。　Glad　you　liked　the　poem。　Sorry　for　stealing　your　name　for　the　title。

From：　svw@vanderWoodsen。

To：　dhumphrey3@columbia。edu

Subject：　Re：　re：　Your　Poem

Great！　Four　o’clock　at　Doma　on　Perry　Street　on　Fri？　I　remember　you　love　coffee。　Hope　that　hasn’t　changed！

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Hollis　nodded　as　he　gestured　for　her　to　go　first　through　the　varnished　chrome　revolving　door。　The　lobby　floor　and　walls　were　black　marble；　and　men　and　women　in　crisp　business　suits　were　hurrying　back　and　forth　like　worker　ants。　If　Vanessa　had　known　she　was　visiting　a　corporation；　she’d　have　worn　something　other　than　jeans；　a