As you certainly know by now unless you’re living in a two-bit town whose only source of news is the local newsletter printed using the old mimeograph machine at the general store I am kidnapped regularly. By now I have learned to accept it, and even expect it, given who I am and what I have.
Behold the site of my next anticipated kidnapping, which my sources tell me will occur sometime before the official end of summer:
As you can see, these windows are fantastic, and my captors invariably a select group of bon vivants with exceptional taste know that window treatments ruin the effect. So you may want to start camping out on the sidewalk across the street in order to get a prime view.
What: My Next Kidnapping!
Where: 7 East 20th Street
When: Sometime before the first day of autumn, 2003
No need to R.S.V.P.
Come early for best seating!
Oh, and BYOB!!!