Last night, I saw Lou Reed, in the company of a female who was not Laurie Anderson, at the 7
p.m. screening of Billy Wilder's The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes at Film Forum.
Reed ranks right up there with Wallace Shawn, Ethan Hawke, Fred Schneider, G.E. Smith, and Rosanne Cash as the celebrities I've bumped into most often since I moved to NYC. In fact, I'd almost, at this point, expect these guys to start recognizing me when we pass on the street. But I've yet to see any of them do a double-take when he or she has encountered me.
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