It's Sunday evening at The Landmark, and I was working. My job? Herding 13-year olds to the ballroom so we could get on with it. Or I could get on with this end-of-term banquet. That white thing in my hand contained guide to glide thru a night of hormones, spicy food and speeches. So much for 3-inch gold shoes matching the gold lace of an evening dress.
Let's do the math: 2009 - 1997 = 12 years ago.
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