A great debate took place between Ole E and me in the main hallway of the Whitney Building, a rather fine institution of days gone by. Onlookers of all walks stared in amazement as emotions ran high with no quarter given by either party. J. Carville, the Ragin' Cajun himself, would have been proud.
And still to this day, the question remains - was she looking at you or was she looking at me?
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