urbane-marcia's sweet sixteen party was held in her family's elegant apartment in a building near broadway & 56th street, well furnished with a large piano and nice carpeting all over.
i arrived on time, gift in hand, headed for a comfortable chair and sat there stunned for quite awhile. it was a great social success as i did not spill anything on myself, the furniture or the carpeting.
urbane-marcia packed the house with friends. none of the other people from the holloween party of the previous week were there. there wasn't an adult in sight all evening.
the highlight of the night was when one of the guys got sick from drinking. people kept checking the bathroom to see how he was doing. eventually he recovered, sorta, and proposed marriage to urbane-marcia. i don't think she accepted. there's nothing more romantic than an unemployed mid-teen wedding in ... ummm ... the gaza strip but in midtown new york city, not such a good idea..
never saw her again, do i or did i care? i don't think so.
i don't think most of that crowd was headed for (ugh) new jersey.
(to be continued)
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