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I had just gotten off the last train into Penn Station and was sitting a little blurred in the back of a cab weaving wildly in and out of traffic up Madison Avenue. I had three meetings scheduled for the following day, and could not wait to get to my hotel another ten blocks away. I was exhausted and when I saw the awning over the entrance I could already feel the pillow under my head.

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