I called Clayton last night. And, about three rings in, I was thinking about what I'd say to his voicemail this time, right? He actually picked up. Had no idea who I was. "Amanda," I said. "Amanda who? I know lots of Amandas," he says. "Amanda Hollister, Amanda. Amanda from New York, Amanda. Amanda who's been trying get ahold of you for three
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