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Vanity Fair has published in its June issue my portrait and memoir of 44th Street between 5th and 6th Avenue, where I used to hang out thirty years ago when I had an office at the New Yorker’s old digs at 25 West 43rd. It’s an interesting piece of writing. A lot of people connected with it, especially ones of my aging boomer vintage. One reader said it was an “out of body experience,” another said it was “randomly wonderful.”