You finally escaped the paparazzi. It took a few hundred miles on the 101 and a narrow passage through a redwood tree in your porsche to do it but now you're free.
OK, so maybe it wasn't a Porsche. All the better this way, so as not to attract any unwanted attention.
And where are you now? What is this quaint little town? And this glorious little jewelry boutique? Ah yes, The Crown Jewel in Ashland, Oregon. But what if they recognize me? You keep your sunglasses on and pretend to sip your latte.
And let's pretend that we did recognize you. We would never tell. So let's pretend that we didn't.
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You'll know me by my cravat and driving gloves. Tell no one! Certainly tell no one that I wear a cravat!
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