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I had brunch at a lovely bistro called Marmalades yesterday, and we sat directly across the way from the Terminator.
And the Schwartz gave me a politician wink.
And the man can't be more than 5 inches taller than me. It was hysterical.
Oh, and their egg white frittatas were to die for.. man, I feel like Malibu Barbie.
My mother pitched in the extra $10 a day for a red convertable..
Geeze Louise...