gossip girl 3 英文- 第38部分

Opened　with　the　teeth　and　took　one　of　the　Pop…Tarts；　devouring　it　before　throwing　the　bag　

back　to　the　box。　
…　I　think　I　will　stay　longer　here　…　he　wanted　to　avoid　dealing　with　Jennifer　until　the　last　

minute。　Or　forever；　if　possible。　
…　But　I　will　give　a　party…New　Year's　…　Serena　said　a　voice　in　a　bad　mood。　…　Kati　and　Isabel　

are　here　now；　helping　me　to　plan。　The　theme　will　be　great　and　we　have　the　best　DJ；　and　a　

huge　deck　so　that　everyone　can　see　the　fireworks。　You　are　a　Mané　is　not　ing；　and　I　

promise　I　will　regret　fully。　
Nate　laughed。　The　party　seemed　legal。　Then　he　thought　of　something。　
…　Hey；　Where　to　Blair？　You　were　not　in　St。　Barts？　
…　Back　sooner　…　Serena　sighed。　…　Blair　on　this　side　and　a　nerd　working　on　the　proposal　to　

Yale。　
…　Ah　…　Nate　got　the　copy　of　Romeo　and　Juliet　and　spent　the　thumb　at　the　edge　of　the　pages　

full　of　ears。　Then　he　looked　for　cover；　a　classic　image　of　a　boy　and　a　girl　intertwined　in　a　

hug。　…　But　it　will　at　the　party；　right？　
…　Of　course；　silly　…　Serena　exclaimed。　…　It　is　not　as　well　nerd。　
…　OK　…　Nate　agreed；　still　holding　the　book。　…　I　will。　
Serena　hung　up。　Facing　her；　sitting　on　the　couch　of　red　and　white　chintz；　Kati　and　Isabel　

were　busy　to　phone；　scheduling　the　buffet　and　beverage　ordering　more　than　ever　need。　Serena　

smiled　to　herself。　It　was　half　as　interesting　Nate　said　only　that　the　party　was　going　after　

it　said　that　Blair　would　be　there。　He　had　a　feeling　that　would　be　a　very　interesting　

new…year。　

the　tormented　artists　suddenly　have　their　moment　

Still　using　the　same　coffee…stained　white　shirt　to　wear　for　almost　a　week；　Dan　had　almost　

filled　an　entire　block　with　morbid　poems　about　love　poetry　was　a　hoax　invented　by　Hallmark　

to　sell　cards　of　Valentine's　Day　and　give　people　the　false　impression　that　their　life　had　

meaning。　Now　he　was　working　on　a　poem　entitled　〃Car　Full　of　Stones；〃　about　a　guy　who　fills　

your　car　from　stones　and　leads　to　a　river　because　the　car　reminds　of　the　ex…girlfriend　who　

liked　to　go　out　there　and　listen　to　the　static　car　instead　of　music。　
Jenny　knocked　on　the　door。　
…　Have　a　letter　for　you；　Mr。　total　recluse。　
Dan　dropped　the　pen　and　opened　the　door。　Jenny　was　wearing　a　robe　pink　and　had　a　mustache　of　

white　cream。　She　spent　an　envelope。　
…　What　is　it　in　your　face？　…　Asked　him；　getting　the　letter。　
…　I　depilando　…　she　said；　turning　up　and　following　the　corridor　to　the　bathroom。　
Do　not　know　what　that　means；　Dan　thought；　closing　the　door。　Jenny　was　spending　too　much　time　

stuck　at　home　reading　of　fashion　magazines；　but　bined　well　with　her　for　being　a　bitch。　
Dan　turned　the　thin　white　envelope　and　examined　the　address　of　the　sender。　It　was　the　New　

Yorker；　probably　offering　a　signature；　when　his　father　was　a　lifetime　subscriber。　He　opened　

and　deployed　a　sheet　of　paper　that　was　inside。　

Dear　Mr。　Humphrey；　
Thank　you　for　sending　your　poem；　〃Whores〃；　to　The　New　Yorker。　Our　congratulations！　I　am　

happy　to　inform　you　that　post　your　poem　in　our　edition　of　the　Valentine's　Day。　Fill；　if　your　

interest；　the　Author's　information　sheet　attached　to　this　so　we　can　include　aglumas　

information　about　you　on　our　colleagues。　A　check　for　　800　will　be　sent。　
Happy　New…Year！　

Jani　Price　
Publisher

That　was　a　joke；　〃said　Dan　He　releu　up　the　letter　twice　before　letting　it　fall　into　the　bed；　

the　whole　body　trembling　with　fear。　The　New　Yorker　rarely　published　poems　by　unknown　

authors；　and　Jani　Price　was　famous　for　sending　letters　of　rejection　unpleasant；　such　as。　

〃Good　try！〃　Or　〃Sorry；　Charlie。〃　Dan　reviewed　the　letter。　It　looked　authentic。　Then　read　the　

letter　again；　his　hands　still　shaking　madly　with　the　idea　that　a　stranger　…　and　even　more　so　

famous　in　the　literary　world　as　Jani　Price　…　had　read　his　poem。　
The　more　I　thought　about　it；　became　more　evident　that　the　only　person　who　could　have　sent　

the　poem　to　the　magazine　was　Vanessa。　As　if　it　had　not　already　caused　enough　damage。　What　

the　hell　…　not；　what　the　fuck　she　was　thinking？　
Dan　threw　the　letter　on　the　bed　and　took　a　dirty　shirt。　First　would　take　a　hot　bath　and　wear　

clothes　files。　
At　last！　
Then　went　straight　to　Brooklyn　to　make　a　hole　in　Vanessa。　As　she　dared　violate　his　work　

sending　it　to　someone　without　having　to　work　to　ask　him　first？　Who　thought　that　was　it；　

anyway？　Her　fairy　godmother　croppy　and　boots　to　fight？　
How　about　the　Bad　Good　Witch　of　the　East？　
Ruby　finally　had　recovered　a　Sony　digital　camera　and　Vanessa　was　sitting　on　the　puter；　

downloading　images　of　pendants　of　ice　and　placing　them　in　his　new　movie；　shortly　before　the　

passage　of　pigeons　empoleirados　on　a　garbage　truck。　She　had　already　deleted　from　the　film　

Nate　and　Jenny　in　the　snow　and　decided　to　leave　everything　behind　and　focus　on　new　movie。　

Besides　the　pigeons　empoleirados　in　the　trash；　a　bald…head　doll　and　went　caolha　a　torn　bag　

of　garbage。　It　was　sensational。　
A　box　of　instant　message　appeared　on　the　upper　right　corner　of　the　monitor　and　Vanessa　

clicked　it；　hoping　it　was　Dan　By　then　he　should　already　know　the　New　Yorker　and　maybe　I　was　

sending　a　message　to　thank　because　they　decided　to　publish　and　everything　was　forgiven。　But　

the　address　in　the　message　was　not　to　Dan　

KM10001：　ptm　is　vanessa　Abrams；　filmmaker？　
Gatacareca：　perhaps　
KM10001：　I　am　looking　for　the　person　who　filmed　those　kids　in　the　park。　work　with　the　camera　

is　unbelievable。　
Gatacareca：　really？　Who　says？　
KM10001：　Ken　Mogul。　Seahorse　did；　maybe　you've　seen。　then　I'm　talking　to　the　right　person？　
Gatacareca：　is。　
KM10001：　wow。　I　wanted　to　work　with　you　too。　I'm　finishing　a　film　now　that　I　have　to　Cannes。　

you　care？　
Gatacareca：　I'm　still　in　secondary。　but　I　care。　
KM10001：　legal。　I　can　see　you　somewhere？　type　today；　later？　I'm　in　NY。　
Gatacareca：　I　shoot　in　Central　Park　at　night　10　hours；　there。　I　find　there？　
KM10001：　great。　adorei　see　your　work。　I　see　you　there。　
Gatacareca：　bye。　

Vanessa　returned　to　edit　his　film　knowing　it　was　a　great　possibility　that　the　person　who　had　

talked　with　her　in　fact　be　one　of　the　friends　of　Nate　mauricinhos　who　were　now　opening　a　

hole　in　the　ice　of　the　lake　in　Central　Park　to　shoot　in　the　water　freezing　and　Vanessa　afogá　

it　because　of　the　link　that　was　circulating。　
Or　perhaps　it　was　actually　Ken　Mogul；　the　alternative　film；　one　of　his　heroes。　Laughed　loud。　

She　was　a　goofy　and　for　both　e…mail。　But　who　knows？　Everything　was　possible。　

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Hi；　guys！　

HOW　TO　HAVE　A　PARTY　FOR　NEW　YEAR…the　busiest　WORLD　

Two　tips：　

1）　Get　stuck　in　me。　I　know　where　is　the　movida。　

2）　Kiss　people。　The　midnight　today　is　the　time　throughout　the　year　in　which　you　have　an　open　

invitation　to　kiss　pletely　unknown　people　without　having　to　give　any　explanation。　So　go　

on！　

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