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Love Factually
Date with a Diva
The phone rings. But it doesn’t sound at all like my telephone. Brrrrring… brrrrrring, it goes, like one of those old Bakelite jobs, and it’s echoing around a distant, dusty office where cobwebs gather far more often than people.
I realise I am dreaming. The thought that it might be Sophie Marceau on the line has me clinging to this dream with a steadfast refusal to wake up. Or it might be Rachel Weisz, asking if I’m free to share sushi and Cristal with her as she’s unexpectedly turned up in town on the pretence of posing in a bikini for Sports Illustrated when everybody knows that it’s simply a ruse to see me again.
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