Sometimes I like to do a ridiculous dance of creepy, wherein I write poems about people and then present them to the very people they're about under false pretenses. Of course, this year has given me ample opportunity to do that. I'll give you an example. One day I was driving through the ciy, and I got to the Upper West Side then thought, "Suzanne
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